Wednesday, August 24, 2022

You underlie all. Everything rests upon you. Your power, moves all things.

I shared my fears with you, and I began to outgrow fear.

I shared my frustrations with you, and I began to outgrow resentment.

I shared my weakness with you, and I began to grow stronger.

Lord, let the world heal under your gaze. Thy will be done, in the big and the small.

(Letter #2,723)