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; 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." //St. Francis of Assi
4 comments:
sounds like a plan bro. I hope to. If you don't see that in me, call me out on it.
unconditional is something hard to find-something hard to provide through our flaws.
it's amazing to think, though, we have a perfect example and that way of living is possible.
let this be the change.
You can't tell me what to do Tyler. I'm going to do it, but because I want to not because you told me to. By the way I love you.
fine do whatever you want...love you too bro!
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