In the dawn, I heard your whisper, Lord. All is well, all is well.

A child, I cling to your reassurance.

I have been working hard to earn your praise; little did I recall that your grace pours out over all of us. You do not love me more if my rooms are tidy and my walkway swept.

All is well, all is well.

Let me remember.

(Letter #3,943)

Who knows what turns this path will contain, but the day will end in sunset. Tomorrow will begin as today did: with a dawn.

Let me then, Lord, walk with care and take in the moment. This time between dawn and dusk is all I have of this day. This present moment.

(Letter #3,942)

If I am a candle, then I glow for others. Of what use is a single, unseen flame? You made me, Lord, to shine your light.

Let me accept the spark that lights me, let me accept the mantle upon which I am set.

Let me glow.

(Letter #3,941)

What did I plan? Now the time has come, and I waver.

Ought I redouble my efforts? Open myself to new ideas? Await a sign?

Enter my will, Lord, and guide this ship.

(Letter #3,940)