Saturday, July 25, 2020

Obstinate and unwilling, I pull at my chains. The pathway leads me, yet I stray and hack through the growth. Why am I so rebellious, when the easier way is plain?

Lord, let me be willing to be guided. I am so tired of fighting you, yet each day I arm for battle.

Instead, let me submit: thy will be done.

(Letter #2,023)