Store up for yourselves treasures in Heaven
where moth and rust cannot destroy and thieves cannot break in and steal

Wednesday, April 2, 2014

Prayer of St. Francis
Lord, make me an instrument of The 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 to ourselves that we are born to eternal life.

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