Am I the one who skips through life, gifted with adequate energy, or am I the delicate one with fragile nuance? Some of my parts are hard, some soft. Can I be both at once, Lord?
The self regard is so impoverished, let me turn my gaze outward. Toward whom shall I pray, and for what? Grant me discernment and willingness.
They will be done.
(Letter #2,406)
Daily Letters to God 