You sit quietly with me, Lord, and I with you.
No words, quiet breath. Unclenched jaw, relaxing grip.
This is the whole of it: exhale. Ground under feet.
(Letter #3,362)
Sunday, December 10, 2023
You sit quietly with me, Lord, and I with you.
No words, quiet breath. Unclenched jaw, relaxing grip.
This is the whole of it: exhale. Ground under feet.
(Letter #3,362)
Daily Letters to God 
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