Take away my self-sufficiency.
You throw up insurmountable barriers, that I may surrender and rely more fully on you.
The cliffs that box me in, the empty cupboard, these frayed nerves – all conspire that I may give up, give in, give over.
Yet, Lord, only as a last resort do I fully depend on you. Deepen my faith, increase my dependence.
Let me set aside this prideful striving and occupation.
Thy will be done.
(Letter #1,947)
