Tuesday, August 23, 2022

My world is filled with idols whom I try to appease — the weather, my fellows, my loved ones. If only they would go my way, all would be well, think I.

Can I live in a world where you, dear Lord, are above all? Can I see and believe in your love for my neighbors and family, equally as you shine down upon me?

Let me accept your will in all things, Lord.

(Letter #2,722)