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  • I do see...

    St Francis and the Peace Prayer

    Strange and lovely how certain ideas and thoughts come into focus and show up repeatedly in a variety of contexts seemingly at every turn. Is it a divine message, a sign, a simple coincidence, or just a mathematical likelihood... Are you awake and listening? Are you aware or under murky water---head in the fog?

    Ah... but the fog, quiet without all the distracting details and blinding light and noise, gently guides in seeing those overlooked subtle layers of presence. Allow that drizzle of hopefulness...

    There you have been in my garden tending the birds and flowers-- unnoticed for so long, and over there a small icon from Assisi overseeing my home, another appearance in my imagined creation for my Dad's 75th birthday gift, and then in my keepsake drawer I notice you on the back of my beloved Grandma's final prayer card, and suddenly the begging by the angst-filled world repeating your prayers for peace all over social media, and again and again

    The Peace Prayer

    Lord, make me an instrument of Thy peace;
    Where there is hatred, let me sow love;
    Where there is injury, pardon;
    Where there is error, the truth;
    Where there is doubt, the 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. Amen.

    Yes, of course, I do see you and now I remember... you've always been there.

    Giotto's St. Francis on the Path to the Giant Blue Spruce