(Thomas Merton, Thoughts in Solitude, quoted in Sacred Rhythms, p. 129)
My lips shall praise You. Thus I will bless You while I live; I will lift up my hands to Your name. (Psalm 63:4)
Saturday, August 8, 2020
I have no idea where I am going...
My Lord God, I have no idea where I'm going. I do not see the road ahead of me. I cannot know for certain where it will end. Nor do I really know myself. And the fact that I think I am following your will does not mean I am actually doing so. But I believe that the desire to please you does in fact please you. And I hope I have that desire in everything I am doing. I hope that I will never do anything apart from that desire and I know that if I do this you will lead me by the right road, though I may know nothing about it. Therefore I will trust you always though I may seem to be lost and in the shadow of death. I will not fear, for you are ever with me, and you will never leave me to face my perils alone.
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