We walk together at dawn, Lord, you with me and me with you.
Without you, my days are grey and desolation looms. Without our faith, do you exist? Did we think you into being?
Hand in hand we go, Lord. The mist, the meadow, the wooded path. Dawn, noon, dusk.
You with me and me with you.
(Letter #2,917)
Daily Letters to God 
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