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)

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)

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)