Do they know, in this new land, why and how my heart is so quickened of pace? The news, so good, of your love and sunshine? All will be well, and this is the message.
There is that one whom I have tried so long to reach. But lo, here come new ones as my path turns to fresh directions. My feet are in new fields!
Perhaps in these altered surroundings, I will find the words to be heard. New ones may hear, but so too many familiar ones. Let me carry your love, Lord, and convey:
All will be well.
(Letter #2,860)
Daily Letters to God 