Was I placed here merely to survive the day?
Lord, take away this constant focus on my own being.
Let me do your will until I am depleted, then give again.
Let me retire, spent, elated as an instrument used for the intended purpose.
(Letter #2,301)
Was I placed here merely to survive the day?
Lord, take away this constant focus on my own being.
Let me do your will until I am depleted, then give again.
Let me retire, spent, elated as an instrument used for the intended purpose.
(Letter #2,301)
