Friday, February 5, 2021

Am I to be grateful for this moment of health? Or for the days upon days that precede?

This reservoir of fresh water has accumulated drip by drip, Lord, and now my thirst is quenched.

I balance in the middle of a narrow path; you taught me over years how to keep my shoulders above my hips.

Thank you, Lord, for all those yesterdays.

(Letter #2,218)