A rowboat, a harbor, a small island. The village behind, the landing ahead.
I came here to be alone with you, Lord, yet I look behind, hoping others will set out to join me.
The light, my home and duty, looms as I approach. Day upon day, alone will I o’erwatch.
You are with me as I set out, with me as I row, with me as I alone inhabit this tower. You are the protector of the protector, I live in love and grace.
As night falls and the light shines, let me give thanks. The beam is love, the beam is you, I am you.
(Letter #2,848)
Daily Letters to God 
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