Rooted in earth, I stand while winds howl. Your quiet voice arrives, blown to me by the wind.

Am I listening, Lord? If I do not hear, is the fault with my own ears?

There is much to do and little time.

Grant me a quiet heart and a slow pace, Lord. Open up space for me to listen for you.

Thy will be done this day.

(Letter #2,701)

I have wanted to rule the lands, I have wanted power, wealth. Sitting with you, Lord, has created a revolution inside me.

Have I learned to be small, to wait by the ashes of expired desires and ambitions?

Grant me knowledge of your will for me, dear Friend, and the power to carry it out.

Thy will be done.

(Letter #2,700)

Must there be proof? If so, let it be me.

Let me be a demonstration of your power, Lord. Let me be a demonstration of your will.

Let my life demonstrate love.

Let me be peace.

(Letter #2,699)

Grant me wonder today, Lord.

Let me see the same thing with new eyes.

Let me greet my fellows with a new song.

You renew the world, you renew me.

Let me do your will, your new will.

(Letter #2,698)

I look to times where later I may face choices, but what of my path now? Are my feet not already at a fork in the way?

Every moment, filled already with infinite choice.

Let me see the freedom of choosing, dear Lord.

(Letter #2,697)

Polish me smooth, a river rock. Collect me, stack me as a marker.

Let perseverance do its work upon me, Lord.

(Letter #2,696)

To an observer, I sit still.

Inwardly, war is being waged, self against self, joy against despair.

The weapons: Stillness. Dependence. Self-overcoming.

I am one force among many, Lord, part of your arsenal. How shall I be employed?

The war wages on.

(Letter #2,695)

Wound like a spring, unclench my gripping hands.

My weakness; your opportunity, Lord.

We are so needy, grant us willingness to seek you.

(Letter #2,694)

Let me be the river flowing through parched lands.

Let me be the sturdy shoulders supporting children and grandchildren.

Let me be the breeze on a hot day.

Lord, you grant me strength, let me share it. Let peace flow.

(Letter #2,693)

As easy as breathing the next breath.

As easy as taking another step.

As easy as resting after effort.

As easy as slipping into warm waters.

Finding you, Lord, you make it not too hard. You have ever been with me, I needed only to make the great decision to see you. Why then did I shiver for so long?

As easy as accepting your love.

Let me take the easy path today.

(Letter #2,692)