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.
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.
©anu (Exploring Myself)
This is a blog of my thoughts and reflections on anything and everything I read, I do, and I observe.on my dealings with people, situations and circumstances. I might quote some parts from what i read, but this is not going to be book summary. It is my property. It may not be used anywhere, unless explicit permission has been granted by me. Disclaimer : Anything I write here, may or may not reflect on what I actually practice in my personal life. © anu (Exploring Myself)
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