Saturday, July 3, 2021

I seek guidance as I meet these forks in my path. Choice after choice, cascading through the day. What is your will?

I already know, Lord. I only hesitate out of fear and obstinacy. But you know even my wrong turnings.

I wring my hands over these decisions when I should better seek only to become awake to your lessons.

Open my eyes, Lord, and let me learn what you have to teach me.

(Letter #2,366)