Thursday, September 24, 2020

Conflict within.

Where shall I be strict, and where show mercy?

Where shall I seek equality, and where express initiative?

Where shall I run free, and where rein in?

Lord, lead me around pitfalls and bring me through the wastelands today. I set out on a journey for which I am ill prepared.

Be my guide, dear Lord.

(Letter #2,084)

Tuesday, September 22, 2020

Safe at home, here in the present. Yesterday was filled with trial, tomorrow promises apprehension.

They are illusions. Only today is real. It is here where I reside with you.

Let me breathe in the scent of dawn, Lord, and stride through Now.

(Letter #2,082)

Sunday, September 20, 2020

You are the one who hides tomorrow from me, the same one who brings today’s bright sunshine.

What you conceal is equally a gift as the heaps of treasure I see all around. Each day there is a new band in the path, past which I cannot see.

Will tomorrow bring collapse or rescue? My ignorance is your greatest grace.

I have food, water, and shelter, Lord, a repeated miracle.

Let me live this day in this day.

(Letter #2,080)

Saturday, September 19, 2020

The world is not the world, let me slip free my bonds. I was the one who set my own chains. Self-regard leaves me a circle eating itself.

O Lord, let me fully awaken!

This day dawns and I am one flower among many, turning to the sun. Brothers and sisters crowd and jostle. Am I alone or are we a field?

The edges of the world glow. What is coming, Lord, what will you show me today?

Let me be a greeting.

(Letter #2,079)

Friday, September 18, 2020

Choice after choice after choice presented to me throughout the day. Do I see them rightly?

I encounter forks in the road and wonder if I ought go one way or another.

But in truth, there is only one decision, offered over and over: Am I pursuing your will, Lord, or my own ends?

Let me choose you, dear God.

(Letter #2,078)

Thursday, September 17, 2020

Thinking ahead with worry over when I will be asked to speak, I pray for words.

Fearing tomorrow’s calamity, I pray for knowledge of what to do.

They will come when they are needed.

Today I live in ignorance of tomorrow. Grant me more faith, Lord, that I may trust what has been my experience: you will deliver supply when it is needed.

Let me live in acceptance today.

(Letter #2,077)