Each moment is filled with small choices. Where to place a foot? What to observe? How to stand? How to breathe? What to say?

Lord, grant me attention and care to consider every decision. Let even the most fleeting action be its own prayer. Let me bring faith into the ordinary.

Grant, Lord, that I be awake today.

(Letter #1,927)

Will I have done enough, all I could, at day’s end? Surely not, even when spent. Always, there will have been more to give.

And you love me all the same. No effort could make you smile upon me one bit more.

Thank you, Lord, that you love me perfectly. Thank you, Lord, that I face no judgment. If I evaluate myself it is out of my own pride – I desire to know a ranking. There is none.

Lord, take away my striving and grasping. Open my eyes to the comfort and abundance that is already mine.

(Letter #1,926)

You are love. You are energy. You are the connections between your children. You are motive force. You are the organizing principle of the world, all I see. You are totality.

Lord, if this is so, then so, too, are these things you.

Love is God – let me give love and so pass on your essence.

Energy is God – let me be a dynamo today, spreading you among others through my efforts.

All is God – let me see you in everything, even the small, the worn, the worldly, the filthy.

God, be my oasis today, and so let this oasis I build become you.

Visit me. Visit us.

(Letter #1,925)

Nothing has changed; everything has changed. I survey the rooms of my thoughts, my inner life. Where there were shadows there is light. Exhaustion gives way to energy.

Where is the reason? There is nothing to point to. These inner winds, blowing hot and cold, bear no relation to what is outside the door.

You have entered my thinking, Lord. O! Remain with me.

Let me welcome you.

(Letter #1,924)

You are unveiling a gift; grant me patience.

Today I see only a portion. What I see, I do not know if I will like.

When the covering of the world is removed, it will shine as a diamond.

Lord, grant me patience.

(Letter #1,923)

All these challenges that I face – which of them cannot I do? These are the ones where I need you most, Lord.

These other things, simply difficulties, frustrations – let me look upon them with equanimity.

The tasks for which I am unequal, let these be my prayers to you.

Lord, rescue me. Lord, help me do what I cannot.

(Letter #1,922)

Pride bids me ask each day what the lesson is to be learned, when it is the same today as yesterday: spread love, erase self.

Each new event I approach as novel. What shall I do now? I wonder. Your answer ever: spread love, erase self.

My fellows vex me, I toil in anonymity, I face restriction and lack, I fear the judgment of others. Calamity threatens. How ought I respond? Spread love, you say. Erase self, you remind.

Lord, this simple message. Let it become my beating heart.

(Letter #1,921)

Am I to be satisfied with technically correct action? Is it enough that I do no wrong?

You call me to love, to do more. To try to bring others to you. To prepare their way.

Let me exhaust myself pursuing your will, sweet Lord.

(Letter #1,920)

Let my purpose be single. Let me serve one master. Let not my loyalties divide and divide.

You have come to be my friend, bestowing treasure after treasure. Yet I instead give attention to trivia.

Rescue me from this distraction that visits me like a plague, dear Lord.

(Letter #1,919)

The prison door has shut. How will I now find freedom? Where now shall I journey?

Lord, guide me into my own secret places. Clear the corners and shine light in the darkness. Be with me, a friend. This place brings me fear.

Let me align my desires with your will. Let me want this. Your rebellious child, soften my will.

(Letter #1,918)