I sought you along these village roads, Lord, and suddenly I realized you had come to me, had been with me for days.
You knew my thoughts, and brought order into my unruly mind.
You knew of my chosen road, and went before me to clear the way.
You knew my trials, and woe, and provided opportunities to heal and rest.
You see me, Lord. You see into me. You see through me.
I am seen.
(Letter #3,474)
Daily Letters to God 