Friday, October 29, 2021

As I pick my way through a gravelly track, an onlooker may marvel that my ankle does not turn, that the way is so rough yet my gait so smooth.

Let these fellows wonder more and more at the light you shine upon this path, Lord. They may walk in it too. Your way is open to all.

What was hidden you made visible to me, Lord. Let me share this vision and draw the curious.

(Letter #2,484)