You leave peace in the world. Do I accept it?
You offer joy to your children. Do I pick it up?
I wish for your treasures to be visited upon my fellows, that they may find the comfort only you can bring, yet I leave myself out. I rest to the side, making the way for others.
Let me claim the same power I see flowing through other to other, Lord, our collective birthright. The steward surely lives, too, in the house they maintain.
(Letter #2,786)
Daily Letters to God 