Lord, make me an instrument
Of Thy 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;
And 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;
And it is in dying, that we are born
To eternal life.
ST.FRANCIS OF ASSISI.
” Of all the poems I read in childhood, this was my most favorite. It described who I wanted to be as I loved nature as much as He did. There was a connection between us.”