There will be enough:

Time.

Energy.

Supply.

Grace.

Watch, there will be miracles of Providence!

Thank you, Lord.

(Letter #2,633)

Stay with me. Stay me. Settle my frantic action, place my steps in order and slow my breath.

Let me walk in a line, your line, your path, your Way.

Let never me arrive. Always on your Way.

(Letter #2,632)

A well-worn path. Wither goes it?

Is it worn because it is easily trod? Or because, though stony, it leads to heights and vistas?

Are you at its end? Are you the way itself?

O Lord, let me walk rightly today.

(Letter #2,631)

Let them know me by my deeds. Let my actions echo, let the hearts of my brothers and sisters beat back to me.

Let me live gently.

Thy will be done.

(Letter #2,630)