My heart swells as I approach the river. The smell of water quickens my steps.
Are the banks that different from the meadows I walked through anon? Simply being near the current, is it enough?
Wherefrom this anticipation?
I am witness to power, even where there is no drama.
Lord, let me give thanks for even the slow moving creek.
(Letter #2,895)
Daily Letters to God 
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