Wednesday, January 31, 2024

Quiet, quiet room. Soft cushion, low light. Time of devotion.

Will these surroundings cause you to visit me all the more?

Yesterday, you were with me in the fray. Had I even cried out for you?

You grace comes not due to mood or feeling but is a living thing, entering where it will. Let my devotion be alive, Lord.

(Letter #3,414)