Your light permeates the world, and yet I forever seek a torch.
You provide all I need for the day, and yet I worry at dawn where supper will be found.
You protect your children, yet I fear something as simple as walking out the door. I sit immobile and mulish.
My lips say Lord, Lord, yet my inner life denies you. Bring my heart, soul, and hands into alignment, Lord.
Let me live you.
(Letter #2,273)