Lord, I seem to be lying awake worrying,

About that difficult letter I need to write tomorrow.

The politics, arguments, sensitivities, and prose.

But I shouldn’t be thinking about this now.

How do you want me to handle this?

“My son, let me work on this one for a while.

In your mind, put this one in an envelope.

Seal it, and leave it at the back of the shelf until morning.

I will bring you a solution – one that you can’t imagine now”

OK Lord, I trust you. Now what? [1]

“Concentrate on my presence, my son.

Step aside from time with me for a moment

And let your awareness of me grow.

Above and beneath, within and without,

Behind you, but particularly ahead of you.” [2]

Lord, I worship you.

Humbled that you have wrapped my humanity with your divinity,

And I love you.

And even now, I can’t remember what the letter was about.

1.. Psalm 138 v 3. 2.. Philippians 3, v 13,14. Footnote next morning,

Arriving correspondence made my letter unnecessary.

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