I am awake. You were already here — friend, companion, savior, brother.

You are all things to me, how best to share them?

Enter me, Lord, guide my steps and my mouth and my hands. Let my life make my neighbors curious.

Awake.

(Letter #2,733)

By the lakeside, a throng. They hungry, cold. Me strong, able.

The ones who need, let me offer. The ones who fear, let me soothe.

When I need, Lord, grant me strength. Today, though, let me stand as a light.

(Letter #2,732)