You brought me through harrowing battles, across broken lands, through storm and calamity to this place. What great deeds await me? What is the grand purpose for which you saved your child and servant?
I was needed to repair the stool, upon which will sit a worker, who will fashion a box, to hold another family’s recipes.
Yea, thus saved as a gear in the machinery of the world. Yea, thus saved for greatness.
You shine forth from the ordinary. Let me exalt this simple labor, Lord.
(Letter #2,512)
Daily Letters to God 
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