What would you have me do today? I awaken with plans, are they yours?

Let me wait for your sign, Lord. Grant me patience.

(Letter #2,918)

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)

O dear Lord, whisper to me, encourage me as I walk this day’s march.

Through meadows, through brambles, through deep woods, through pastures, through wilderness — a song forming in my heart.

Even in desolation, you are with me. Will you prepare the table you promised?

Even as I wait, let me do your will, Lord.

(Letter #2,916)

Imperfect world, imperfect fellows, imperfect me. All around me and within are opportunities for growth and joy. Let me not dismiss the table because there is a splinter.

Breathe in, enter me. Breathe out, leave behind peace. Let me be whom you would have me be, let me do what you would have me do.

Thy will be done.

(Letter #2,915)