The rooms and habits are tidy, but what of my thoughts? My mind runs like a hare, darting here and there without rest.

Grant me peace, Lord. Let inner life meet outer.

(Letter #4025)

Let this day be a day of anticipation, not resignation. Let me expect joy and search for it in every corner and crack.

The flowers bloom, the birds sing, the breeze carries the smell of gentle rains.

Is this not the fabric of our day? Is this not the world of joy?

(Letter #4024)

Gentle waves lapping at lakeside.

A walk on the shore.

Is this enough?

Will I have done your will, Lord, if only I can enjoy your bounty?

What greater obligation do we have?

(Letter #4023)

My thoughts like an unruly pet, running beyond the hedges.

Can I allow them to roam, and be still the other parts of me?

Can I accept the unruliness and serenity, all at once, without judging each?

Let me stay my mind on you, Lord.

(Letter #4022)