Monday, March 30, 2020

I look but do not see rightly. I see gloom yet it is just a passing cloud.

Talked away in a pocket, I am quietly safe. The storms of emotions that blow through me are driven by imaginary foes.

Lord, the sun shines even above the clouds. You will burn through. Let me joyfully expect a bright noontide.

(Letter #1,906)

Sunday, March 29, 2020

This quiet room, this secret place.

I am alone seeking you. It is not every day that I feel your presence, though every day I seek. Will you visit today?

Lord, I live a life apart. Strengthen my heart, that I may better do your will today.

(Letter #1,905)

Saturday, March 28, 2020

Will I thrive? Will all be well?

So many worries course through my thoughts: a river of woe.

I can see beauty amidst trouble. Clear my vision, Lord, and take away my grumbling.

Here in my dwelling, fill it with love, my dear friend.

(Letter #1,904)

Thursday, March 26, 2020

Yet in seclusion, fear grips me. Of what does it consist? Worry I may be driven out of idleness, worry that others may judge me.

Lord, let me trust you. While I stand still, you bring me supply and treasure. Let me see it even in these dim conditions.

(Letter #1,902)

Wednesday, March 25, 2020

Amidst calamity, how can I see that all is well?

Enter my thoughts, Lord, and change my heart. Grant me gratitude even in the face of these tragedies.

Turn my mind to helping others and spreading your love. In my sorrow, let me be not a miser.

(Letter #1,901)