This path I walk, this day through which I move – you are the sun shining down upon it. Throngs around me, we all travel these roads.
O sunshine, there are no portions to be shared! If two of us walk, we do not each get half-light. Your full measure shines on all.
When peace comes, neither is it divisible. There are no halves in your providence, dear Lord.
Let me give, for I live in abundance today. We all live in abundance.
(Letter #2,725)