Friday, October 21, 2022

I stand on a plain, exposed, upright. Let my back be firm, my eye single.

A maelstrom blows around me. Let my feet be rooted. Let my mind be unmoved.

The storms are my thoughts of tomorrow, my plans and clockworks. Thinking of what might be, I lose my mooring.

Let me attend to this day. Lord, let today crowd out tomorrow.

The wind whips, yet let me stand still with you, my dear sturdy Friend.

(Letter #2,691)

Thursday, October 20, 2022

I struggle to accept the world as it is, conditions as they are, my self as I am. All is not as I would wish.

Even in the smallest things, Lord, let me choose the world as you have made it, going beyond tolerance, beyond acceptance, beyond welcome.

Let me act in this world as if I had chosen it all along. My will, then, will be thine.

All is well.

(Letter #2,690)

Tuesday, October 18, 2022

Lord, let me walk gently through this rubble. On the other side I will have found the way was smooth. You made it so.

My guide, my friend, my soul-keeper. Be with me, walk with me, beckon me through what I fear and what vexes.

You are with me, Lord. I shall be with you.

(Letter #2,688)

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)

Sunday, October 16, 2022

Let me be a channel through which you flow into the world, Lord.

I ask and ask — let me set aside selfish prayers. Let sun shine down upon me, heal me, strengthen me, that I may rise and serve the broken ones in your creation.

Thy will be done.

(Letter #2,686)

Friday, October 14, 2022

Let me complete the work you have set for me, Lord.

Pining, seeking change, anticipating relief, sure of oncoming Providence. The sun will shine upon us, without doubt, at dawn.

This is the work. Waiting is the work.

Let perseverance complete its work in me, dear Lord.

(Letter #2,684)

Wednesday, October 12, 2022

O Lord! In my daily tasks let me have devotion, grace, care.

As I tend the garden let each shovel of soil be an offering.

As I polish the railings, let them gleam in song.

As I make my bed, let me treat the coverings as an altar cloth.

Lord of earth, and also Lord of small things.

Let my small acts matter.

(Letter #2,862)