Saturday, August 8, 2020

You rescued me, lifted me away, drained the seas, cleared the sky. I look about me; conditions have improved.

In truth, Lord, nothing has changed but me. The revolution has been in my heart.

The wind will blow again, the seas will rise again, the cold will come again. You remain, inside me, a warm and beating heart.

Let me bring revolution to my brothers and sisters, Lord.

(Letter #2,037)