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)
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