Is this day a trial or a gift? How can I know?
Even as I face judgment, and fear wraps close, you long to bring me joy. It is already here, I need but see it.
Let me see rightly, Lord.
(Letter #2,968)
Is this day a trial or a gift? How can I know?
Even as I face judgment, and fear wraps close, you long to bring me joy. It is already here, I need but see it.
Let me see rightly, Lord.
(Letter #2,968)