Sunday, January 17, 2021

If I am to be a channel, carrying your love and power to my fellows, let me remain clear. Let me not be miserly, that this pipeline may not corrode nor become blocked through disuse.

Your love for me is unlimited by the physical restrictions of this world. How dare I close the spigot?

I live by an Alpine lake, why fear I an empty jug?

Lord, let me onpass what you so generously bestow upon me – peace and ease.

(Letter #2,199)