In the garden. The fence keeps me on my plot more than it keeps away intruders.
Can I love this fence, which circumscribes my day? Within it I have freedom to move, to dig, to grow.
You are Lord of limitation as much as you are Lord of power and freedom. Lord of grace, above all.
Let me give thanks for the edges of this garden plot.
(Letter #3,795)
Daily Letters to God 