You grace rains down upon me. My meager gift in return: my will turned over to you.

Let me want what you want for me; let me walk where you would have me walk; let me say what you would have me say. Let my worries over the outcomes wash away in your raining grace.

Thy will be done.

(Letter #2,824)

Can I enjoy the growing spring even in the face of calamity? These obstacles in today’s road, let me go around or over them with glad heart, thankful for the game.

Every need I have for power to help others, you supply. You are infinite providence.

Let me indeed have grateful heart, Lord, and be a channel for your grace.

(Letter #2,823)

You see around corners, Lord.

Where I am going, you know. What I will do, you planned. Let me listen to your whispered guidance and follow your urging.

Let peace walk with me.

(Letter #2,822)

I prepare for woe that never comes, pain that never is felt. What am I to make of this? Do I take pride in my planning, give thanks for your intercession?

Or do I laugh at these distractions, and marvel at how much love I see around me? So many treasures, unseen in my self pity.

Let my feet go where you point, Lord, and let me fear not for the future.

(Letter #2,821)