Yesterday’s worry made me ready for new challenges today. Let this day be equally a treasure, preparing me for tomorrow.

Sun shines, heart quickens. I will sing your song today, even as trial greets me at the door when I leave my dwelling.

Thy will be done.

(Letter #2,719)

Today let me speak softly, let my actions be not ostentatious.

Guide me into small duties, Lord. A quiet voice, a pair of helpful hands, a strong back for simple labor. A faithful servitude.

Let me be yours.

(Letter #2,718)

Mist settled over the meadow; dawn dew on the grass. My view of the path is obscured.

Is this today’s gift, Lord? To see only a few feet ahead in this peaceful vale?

Harsh noon light may burn away the fog. Let me carry the morning’s peace throughout the day’s march.

(Letter #2,717)

The things I face are beyond my power to change, for they rest in the hearts and actions of others. Let me therefore turn myself utterly to you, Lord. Ancient miracles are still at work in the world.

Turn the hearts of my opponents. Heal the thoughts of my loved ones. Set my feet on the correct path. Each a small miracle, easily unnoticed.

Rain down miracles upon us, Lord.

(Letter #2,716)