The beaming sun quickens me. My heart’s desires go every which way. A bounty of energy.
Order my ways, Lord, that I may have a direction and a result.
All is well.
(Letter #3,769)
Daily Letters to God
The beaming sun quickens me. My heart’s desires go every which way. A bounty of energy.
Order my ways, Lord, that I may have a direction and a result.
All is well.
(Letter #3,769)