I will set off walking with no pack and no cloak. You will provide.
I will speak to the crowds with no notes. Your words will come.
I will jump into the river still clothed. You will give me buoyancy to rescue the drowning ones.
How dare I scratch for meager portions?
O! Let me marvel at all the ways you guide and protect me.
Thy will is being done already.
(Letter #2,143)
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