Am I enough? Wracked by awareness of my own shortcomings, I forget you.

Let me remember: You have drawn me with loving-kindness.

With you, Lord, I am enough.

(Letter #3,758)

Bright sun beats down. Already, in morning, it is warm.

While I stand erect, fellows crawl, weakened by the bright heat. How did I come to thrive where others shrink?

Let me offer relief to my neighbors, peace to all who come to me.

Let them learn, as me, to love the sunshine.

(Letter #3,757)

You make the gray days as equally sunshine and tumult.

This path, on the way between departure and goal, made by you.

Save me from my opinions, Lord. The road brooks no judgment but instead unrolls mile by mile.

Storms pass through — elation, despondence, duty, joy — finally, peace is left.

On the way to peace.

(Letter #3,756)

Even this quiet room — is full of your glory, Lord. Infinite opportunity to express and experience love surround me.

Let me be fascinated by the varieties of wood grain and be thankful for the artisan who crafted the baseboards. Let me see the spinning spiders and be grateful for their industry. The sunshine warming the floor — let me feel the warmth under feet.

I am awake, Lord, let me yet come more fully to myself and to you.

(Letter #3,755)

This road you lead me along, Lord, is stony. A difficult path. Why this one?

Later paths, equally rocky, will seem smooth and easily trod after this.

Today is merely training ground for tomorrow.

(Letter #3,754)

Do I yet sleep?

Bright sun, singing birds call to me. Is this dream?

I can see through the veil, Lord. Lo! You have awakened us, and I scarcely knew.

Make me aware of what is there before my eyes, Lord.

(Letter #3,753)

It is a new world.

New because dawn.

New because fresh wind.

New because I am awake.

Is the world new, or am I, Lord?

(Letter #3,752)

Sap, life, flows in spring, then ceases.

Endless spring, can my trust in you remain alive? I am distracted, the sap slows.

Faith caught in amber.

Let me keep asking for help, Lord. Unstick me.

(Letter #3,751)

Let us encourage one another daily, dear neighbor.

Let us support one another in good times and bad, dear friend.

We of the village are one people, let us be unified and love one another.

Alone, reflecting on the day, come to me, Lord — how can I encourage, love, support my fellows?

(Letter #3,750)

You lifted me up from miry clay.

You set my feet on rock.

Nothing by chance. Even my mistakes brought me here.

Be yet further with me, in my goings, Lord.

(Letter #3,749)