Wednesday, September 1, 2021

Above the clouds, I know the sun yet shines.

You have never left nor forsaken me, but my obstinacy and fear have indeed come between, a self-built barrier.

Let the clouds part, Lord, that my limbs may be warmed. I know you are there, ready to shine upon me and my fellows. Grant me willingness to furl my tent.

Let me seek and do your will today.

(Letter #2,426)