It doesn't matter how many times I pray this in the daily office, it always cuts to the core of what I desire.
Lord, make us instruments of your peace. Where there is hatred, let us sow love; where there is injury, pardon; where there is discord, union; where there is doubt, faith; where there is despair, hope; where there is darkness, light; where there is sadness, joy. Grant that we 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.
Yet, I also see how far I have to go to live this out. Yahweh Help. If it is not from you it won't happen. Help me die to myself, my selfishness, my selfish desires, and my confused notions of priority. Help me to see your will, your vision of me and for me, and how to live within it.
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hey man you up and move and never give me a new email or follow up address or anything!! is this cause I left you for korea??? hope the new job is going well and everything with the fam is good. tell tiff i found a hocky stick and I will mail it to her when I go home for my vacation in july.
Dude! Your email address doesn't work anymore....how can I email you and stuff? Do you still blog? Don't forget about my myspace...
www.myspace.com/amandamarieyarde
Love and miss you....
POST MORE PICS OF COLE!!!!!
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