Asleep on a stone pillow, I awaken today to the possibility of another miracle.

Yesterday, rescue in the nick of time. Why not today?

Surely you, Lord, are in this place, and I was not aware.

Grant me soothing awareness of your grace.

(Letter #3,956)

I have seen many dawns come and go. They are all the same, yet each brought a different day.

After so long, can I trust that the sun will rise again tomorrow? Is there grounds to doubt?

Grant me faith, Lord.

(Letter #3,955)

As I sit here, hoping to feel your hand in mine, thoughts intrude: of the day, of my worries, of trouble.

If I seek oneness with you, union, my wandering mind is what blocks it.

Save me, Lord, save me from distraction.

(Letter #3,954)

You look into my heart, what potential do you see? Whom did you create me to be?

I react and react, following the paths laid down with little thought. At the forks, let me pause and discern.

Whom did you create me to be, Lord? Am I walking in the direction of your vision?

Let me walk toward your voice, Lord.

(Letter #3,953)