This was Gram and Pa's favorite prayer. Truth be told, it took me years to fully grasp its words. Now I think it is one of the most beautiful contemplations there is and I say it every day.
Prayer of St. Francis
Lord, make me an instrument of your peace
Where there is hatred, let there be 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
Oh, 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 the giving that we receive
It is in the pardoning that we are pardoned
And it is in the dying that we are born
To eternal life, Amen.
