Monday, October 17, 2022

Yesterday’s worry and woe was so real, yet this morning in my rooms I scarce can recall the pain.

If I must work so hard to relive anguish, shall I then give up the effort and walk on in joy?

Lord, this moment of peace — let it be with me at noon, at dusk, at day’s end.

All is already well, I need but look more closely.

(Letter #2,687)