These fears, these termites chewing at the foundations of the world.

Let thanksgiving dispel them. Let gratitude revolutionize my thoughts.

Lord, turn my attention onto those I might help. Let the termites fall still.

(Letter #1,913)

For each moment’s task, let me trust that you have provided me all the strength I will need. Take away my worry about what will happen at noon – for now it is morning and the gentle dawn calls me to work.

Noontide will come and I will again have provision. You have promised this.

The courage you give, in spoonfuls just enough and as needed, let me share with my fellows.

We have just enough.

(Letter #1,912)

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)

Let me take my place last in line. Let me gladly usher others ahead. Let me build up the frightened and strengthen the weary. Let me enthuse the faithless.

Let me do this from the shadows. Let me gladly shun recognition.

Let me be one who serves, Lord.

(Letter #1,910)