Friday, March 14, 2025

The way is clear, why do I dither? I look here and there, as if there were a choice to be made. But the road unfolds before me, brightly lit.

Yes there is a choice. I can stand still, I can wander in circles. I can go back. All this I can do — you leave me with perfect freedom, Lord.

But if I would walk in your ways, my wondering and waiting for guidance are simply delays.

Let me make my decision, and draw near to you, Lord.

(Letter #4008)