Confusion reigns; I do not know which way to walk nor which tool to carry. I sit apart, awaiting guidance. Meanwhile the wind swirls.

Grant me knowledge of what to do, Lord. Grant me courage to act, without thought of self.

Let me willingly seek discomfort.

Thy will be done.

(Letter #1,986)

I fear lack, loneliness, ignominy. I steel myself for the day.

Lord, I know these fears are mist. They disappear under sunshine. You provide abundance, fellowship, approval – in great measure.

Overflow is coming, let me greet it.

(Letter #1,985)

You teach me to seek you early.

Is it enough that I rise with the dawn? No, you lovingly call me to search for you even before troubles mount, before need arises.

What do you ask of me? What is good? To act justly, to love mercy, and to walk humbly with you. Lord, let me set to this without delay.

(Letter #1,984)

Unsure, I stand still. Let me feel you leading me, Lord.

Give the wind a direction, grant me a sign of which road to walk.

Take my hand, even as my fists are tight with fear. Lead me.

(Letter #1,983)