Saturday, February 6, 2021

At times my devotion to you consists of keeping my rooms tidy and polishing the floors. Tending to the small things, bringing care and craft to each movement.

Why think I that this must be hidden? Maybe you wish us to open our doors and circulate, that one another’s devoted acts may inspire others who live now amidst clutter.

When we gather to sing in the square, Lord, let our harmony embolden the unvoiced.

(Letter #2,219)