Thank you, so much, for blessing me and others with your beautiful images and quotes. Your faith has filled my heart with the love of our Father.
God bless each of you, and I pray He is holding you close in His mighty Hand.
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I found this beautiful post on Guideposts.org. Please take the time to read it. With humility I hope to make this my daily prayer.
This one shows up on a prayer app at noon everyday, and since I’m a creature of habit, I check for it on my phone somewhere between 12 and 2:00. It starts, “Lord, make me an instrument of thy peace…”
Most often it’s called “A Prayer Attributed to St. Francis” because it has been thought to have come from the dazzling mind and heart of that beautiful soul who lived in Assisi back in the 13th century and charged Christendom with a Jesus-like model for love of all, even the animals. Especially the animals.
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.
It’s funny, though, sometimes a famous prayer can make you feel both inspired and inadequate and after praying these wonderful words, I confess that I started to feel inadequate. How could I do all that? How could I be an instrument of God’s peace. If I was any sort of instrument, most often I felt like an out-of-tune ukulele.
The prayer goes on: O Divine Master, grant that I make not so much seek to be consoled, as to console; to be understood as to understand; to be loved as to love.
Goodness that started feeling beyond me too. I need love as much as I need to give love and show love and consolation, didn’t I need a huge dose of that? Along with massive bits of understanding?
For in giving we receive, says the prayer, and in pardoning we are pardoned, and in dying we are born to eternal life.
Yes, giving was important, and I felt better about myself whenever I gave, but all those big challenges of sowing love and faith and hope and light and joy. Ouch. How could I do all that on my own?
Then one day at lunch, as I was sitting on a bench outside in the lovely spring sunshine, eating my lunch and saying my prayer, it came to me–it was so obvious, I should have known all along: You don’t have to do this on your own.
No, part of prayer is to pray with others. When we say “Our Father” we are immediately including everybody else who is saying that prayer. And this prayer, me as the ukulele, out of tune, maybe missing a string or two…well wasn’t I part of a larger orchestra, a huge rollicking band of faith?
That’s the power of prayer. WE do it together. Instruments playing our different parts, doing our different jobs, making our different contributions to peace.
So pray it with me. It’s easy. Let’s do it together: Lord, make me an instrument of your peace…
God bless you and give you peace,
God Bless You an Give You Peace,
Praise the Lord, my soul;
all my inmost being, praise his holy name.
Praise the Lord, my soul,
and forget not all his benefits—
who forgives all your sins
and heals all your diseases,
who redeems your life from the pit
and crowns you with love and compassion,
who satisfies your desires with good things
so that your youth is renewed like the eagle’s.
Lately, I have been hearing from many people who are going through some really tough times. My heart aches for them as I have faced many low moments over the past year. While my spirit was weak, the evil one tried his best to cause more pain. Unfortunately, I believed some of his terrible lies thinking my health and spirit would not improve.
A friend called to offer encouragement. She reminded me of who my Provider really is. The truth is, our Father is our Provider. I can be free from the bondage of fear because I am the daughter of a mighty King. The devil wants us to believe the lie that we are powerless, and therefore without hope. Please don’t believe the deceiver.
God loves us so much. He is our Father, Protector, Healer, and Friend. He is our Hope and Salvation. If you have some extra time today, read Psalm 20 and Psalm 91. Rest in the peace of knowing (even when it is hard to see or hear Him) that our Heavenly Father never, ever leaves us even during our darkest hours.
God bless each and everyone of you today. May you feel the warmth of God’s presence and have peace that passes all understanding.