Tuesday, July 14, 2020

Let me better depend upon you.

Let me seek your guidance and help first, before all.

Let me remember I face nothing alone.

You clear the way, you have given me all I need. Let me do your will.

(Letter #2,012)

Sunday, July 12, 2020

I peer out from behind the door. What gathering forces will assail me? What storm will destroy the barn?

Everywhere I look, I see catastrophe. Let me see with brighter eyes. The rain is past, the crowds are here to celebrate. Why do I not see the joy around me, within even my home?

Let me accept help today, Lord. Open my eyes.

(Letter #2,010)

Saturday, July 11, 2020

Let me speak today of my faith in you. At times I feel apart; to speak of faith brings me near you. It was I who was distant.

Let me work anonymously and without notice, a trusting servant. Let me sweep the path before others who walk, unmindful that anyone cleared it. Let me repair the fences that none see.

Lord, let me know and do your will for me.

(Letter #2,009)

Friday, July 10, 2020

Faced with so many possible tasks, let me choose the simple and needful. Let me not make the moments too complicated.

Lord, let me discern and do the one thing.

Let my actions today ring, a clear bell.

(Letter #2,008)

Thursday, July 9, 2020

Remove what blocks me from usefulness to you. My shortcomings, my doubt, my weakness.

You call me to act, yet I cower in fear as if the chores themselves are an army.

Let me do your will today, Lord.

(Letter #2,007)

Wednesday, July 8, 2020

Let my boat be steered into the middle of the river; let your flow carry me.

Let me not hug the sides and founder, neither let me fear the rapids. I will meet the sea, Lord, and you will take me there.

Let me not struggle against the current.

(Letter #2,006)

Tuesday, July 7, 2020

There was a great battle last night; a storm raged. Yet this morning, the sun rose over the plain.

An earthquake swallowed a village, yet again in the morning: the sun.

Winds whip, and smashed trees, yet the hills remain.

Lord, you are steadfast, a rock underneath the world, the sun that rises each day without fail.

Let me look past the events of the hour and feel you underfoot, feel you shining upon me.

(Letter #2,005)

Monday, July 6, 2020

Above all, I fear the judgment of others – beyond lack, trial, deprivation. I twist into knots avoiding the criticism of neighbors and strangers alike.

Lord, the supply I need is no pile of treasure, nor even raw material to fashion, but inner guidance and strength. Grant me the willingness to follow your path, even through brambles, even when it veers away from the main road.

If I am to do right, let me fear no judgment.

(Letter #2,004)

Sunday, July 5, 2020

You ask nothing of me, you beat back the storms, you comfort me when I am weak. Protector, parent, friend. You sit beside me on the morning after calamity.

O Lord, I remember you always too late. Let me feel you within me today, now. You were here even before I awakened.

Thy will be done.

(Letter #2,003)