Let me love actively.
Let me extend myself out from this seclusion, Lord. Let me enter into discomfort.
If I am to be your instrument, let me not remain unused with a dull edge.
(Letter #1,991)
Let me love actively.
Let me extend myself out from this seclusion, Lord. Let me enter into discomfort.
If I am to be your instrument, let me not remain unused with a dull edge.
(Letter #1,991)