I wonder — what is your will for me today, Lord?
Yet is it not obvious? The path winds forward; I need but walk it. All will be provided.
And yet I tie my thinking on knots. Untangle me, Lord, and let me walk under your will.
(Letter #3,459)
I wonder — what is your will for me today, Lord?
Yet is it not obvious? The path winds forward; I need but walk it. All will be provided.
And yet I tie my thinking on knots. Untangle me, Lord, and let me walk under your will.
(Letter #3,459)