Wednesday, December 29, 2021

For me, through me, in me, with me — do you work.

You create miracles of grace for me, that I may flourish.

You speak and act into the world through my voice and my hands, creating gifts of love that others may see as Providence.

You teach me and soften my heart heart, and in me transform selfishness into a desire to learn of humility.

You are the wind at my back, along with me you push, as I try to help my fellows.

The cycle of our bond is the cycle of the world. May I do your will, Lord.

(Letter #2,545)