Wednesday, February 21, 2024

How many moments in the day? How many times need I renew trust in you, Lord?

You are the power that causes roots to grow inexorably, breaking stone paths to rubble. You are the locomotive driving the heavy train to market. You are the wind at my back, ever pressing this fallen leaf forward as my feet falter.

I distract myself; I lose the thread; I wander. Each moment a chance to regain the path, to seek again your will.

Thank you for inexhaustible grace, Lord.

(Letter #3,435)