A traveler at dawn, setting out. The journey has been long, my limbs groan as I begin movement.
I walk and walk toward a horizon that never nears.
Is this destiny? To walk, walk.
O! An oasis greets me. Respite. A vista emerges. Beauty. A companion appears. Joy.
Respite, beauty, joy — gifts given daily. Let me awaken to them, yet again. Thank you, Lord.
(Letter #2,965)
Daily Letters to God 
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