Stepping out into the meadow, the trees burst into applause, the doves swoop and coo, the deer herald the day. Such a greeting, such a blessing.
I have left my home on a journey and this is an auspicious beginning.
Midday when I am weary, will you orchestrate more music to move my spirit? Must I be sustained by this memory along the entire road?
You are the Lord of song, this is the day of harmony.
Thy will be done.
(Letter #2,831)
Daily Letters to God 