Friday, December 4, 2020

Tomorrow I will be called upon to run, to cheer the crowd.

Today you ask me to stand tall, still, strong, that others may tie their boats to me.

Lord, how can I be all these things? See you not how meager are my strengths? Yet still each day brings new feats to perform.

Lord, grant me power. Your child is in hopeful need.

(Letter #2,155)