December 12, 1916
My mind was worried about being so constantly turned towards such petty things, moving in so narrow a circle of practical and immediate thoughts.
It has learned to see Thee in everything, Lord, and in the least thing it is aware of Thee and rejoices in Thee. But even while delighting in Thee thus and recognising Thee in the most futile things and activities as well as in the vastest and noblest, it wonders why these prevail over the others. Many a time during these last months has it tried to react against this tendency but always in vain; is it because Thou findest it well thus, or because it is incapable of being otherwise? It put the question to Thee, and as always Thy smile came to comfort it; but the precise answer has not made itself heard.
Now for this mind the least object becomes an unfathomable mystery, and everything is a constantly renewed cause for wonder.
[Prayers and Meditations]
