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.
Amen. ~St Francis of Assisi
However, if someone is just stirring up strife for the sake of it, making everyone miserable in the process, then I will tut loudly at the computer screen and delete. I reckon this is the electronic way of shaking the dust off my feet and moving on, I'm sure even St Francis would agree. :)
If anyone will not welcome you or listen to your words, shake the dust off your feet when you leave that home or town. - Matthew 10:14
2 comments:
Oh Mummy you are so strict aren't you He he he love you!!! :-(*)
I almost didn't post this comment as it contravenes my policy!! Hahahaaaar, love you too chuckie-bun. xx
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