What will I say of this day? That I met it fully? That I was equal to its challenges?
That I entered it as a child, naked and powerless, dependent wholly on you, Lord?
Empty handed, I timidly walk into the dawn. This is the time of trust. You will be with me, Lord. You are already with me.
What I need I will be given. Let this faith grow, Lord.
(Letter #3,768)
Daily Letters to God 