Am I a mist, dispelled by the sun when my time is up? Are not we all just vapor?

While we live, let us live.

Grant me right intention, Lord, to add joy to my fellows, to follow your calling, to be a source of peace. Grant me strength to stand.

While you shine upon me, let me provide shade for the weary.

(Letter #2,984)

Inexhaustible.

Let me give as if the stores will never be depleted — for you, your providence, your love and grace — are never ending. The shower begun with a mist, now a torrent, cascading sheets.

Wealth everlasting. The currency: energy, ease, love.

Heaps of inexhaustible treasure — all to give away and give again.

(Letter #2,983)

I lean into you, and you in return lean to me.

Face to face, intimate look from friend to friend.

Let me lean into you again and yet again, even as I am distracted.

Face to face with you, Lord.

(Letter #2,982)

Daily I walk with you, daily I seek your face, daily I listen for your voice.

The same each day; why, then, is one different than another? Have I walked too far, is my vision clouded?

Always it is I who has left you, not the reverse. You are always near at hand.

Let me better seek, better listen.

(Letter #2,981)