Tuesday, March 2, 2021

How does one see your power in another’s life? They do not often become mighty, yet instead others’ hearts are turned in their favor. Calamity misses them.

I face my own hills of trial, and fields of battle, and I wish for strength. I had better seek intercession and rescue. Let the rain miss me, the assailant turn their ankle.

Grant me peace in my heart, to know that the hill will become easy, and the battle unjoined.

Let me trust and hope that thy will be done.

(Letter #2,243)