A prayer by Saint 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
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,
It is in dying . . . that we are born to eternal life
Somewhere in the noise is a song. Somewhere in the cacophony is a melody—a sweet sound. The ensemble is our attempt to discover the rhythms, the groanings and the eureka moments of life amongst the noise.
Thursday, March 1, 2007
Simply inspiring
Ensemblee_ ampster at 3:47 PM
Labels: _Amanda Powell, FROM THE HORSES MOUTH, POETRY
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