Days past, I was so frightened even of my shadow, I would delay walking out my door simply to gather wood.
Those days have slipped away bit by bit. Today I walk upright and even in the gloomiest morn I do not hesitate to open the door to the world.
Each day of growth feels impossible until it arrives.
Your grace, your peace, your patient love, have strengthened me.
In days long in the future, let me look at this moment and wonder about how far I will have come.
Thank you, Lord.
(Letter #3,930)
Daily Letters to God 