Sunday, January 15, 2023

The one sheep, lost. Do you smile upon it like the rest of the flock?

Sun shines on all, even those who wander through overgrown meadows. It is not limited to my carefully kept yards.

Those meadows are not mine to reclaim. The sheep not mine to pursue.

Let me tend this garden. Grant me trust in your grace for others, Lord.

(Letter #2.777)