Lord, make me an instrument of your peace,
Where there is hatred, let me sow love;
where there is injury, pardon;
where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is darkness, light;
where there is sadness, joy;
O Divine Master, grant that
I may not so much seek to be consoled
as to console;
to be understood as to understand;
to be loved as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive;
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned;
and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.
[The prayer of St.Francis]
Charlotte Misegades Griffin said:
I agree with Mary Jo, thank you . It came just as I needed it.
Mary Jo Doig said:
Thank you, Katherine, for these profoundly healing, peaceful words….