Plans and designs. They fill my thoughts as I walk from my simple bed to my seat. Noon rush already intrudes and it is barely dawn.
Let me devote myself to you, Lord. Stay my mind on you, it is so unruly. I am living tomorrow in today’s world and it leaves me bereft.
Day, hour, moment. Let me divide the day smaller and smaller until I can live close to you. In this moment, let me do your will. And then again.
Thy will be done.
(Letter #3,740)
Daily Letters to God 