Unusually saintly

Today I am very grateful to my friend and Crooked Cat colleague Sue Barnard because in her brilliant book The Ghostly Father she reminded me of something I was taught in school but which seems to be a pretty good guideline for most lives.

Prayer of St. Francis

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.

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; it is in dying that we are born again to eternal life.

This is especially true on FB where people fall out and good friends become enemies overnight, leaving their mutual friends floundering in a mire of sorrow and a deep desire to not take sides.

We are all grown ups now. Whether you have any faith or not, maybe this prayer from my favourite saint who preached to animals and birds, insisted that “the least of these my brethern” included those who cannot speak, should be even more pertinent to us now.

Well…it is Sunday! Whatever – may the sun shine on your day.

 

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St. Francis of Assissi

6 thoughts on “Unusually saintly

  1. ‘ A soft answer turneth away wrath” is another of mine. Not that I don’t DO wrath, as you know..but only when I know it’s worth it. On social media it’s never worth it. xx

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