Am I in trance?

Flowers bloom. Seething, I rehearse harsh words with people I am not now with.

The wind blows. My shelter is secure and warm. Fearful, I picture it collapsing.

Fellows greet me. I am loved. Despairing, I see myself alone and frightened.

I argue and battle with ghosts.

Lord, let me see what is happening under my nose. Awaken me from this dream. Let me see your world clearly.

(Letter #2,086)

I have changed, gradually, and continually. In years hence, I will be new.

I am new today, even as I encounter the familiar. I am new who walks this old path. I have trod it many times before.

Let me see my old surroundings with new eyes today, Lord.

(Letter #2,085)

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)

You have blessed me with a sturdy back, strong legs, square shoulders.

What can I carry for my brothers and sisters? They are blind to you and do not see their own gifts.

Let me be a river through dry land, Lord.

(Letter #2,083)