I awaken and shuffle from one end of my dwelling to another. I sit on my cushion and await your visit.
Self-satisfied, I reflect on the tidy corners and surfaces of my rooms. Where is the virtue in this placid life?
O my Lord, let me disturb myself. Let me rise and help others to find you.
I have been tested and felt complete deflation in my life. Let others know this message of healing.
(Letter #1,911)
Daily Letters to God 
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