Prayer of St.Francis

I have a time machine. Whenever I want to go back to being a 12 year old Cadet, I just have to recite this prayer of St.Francis. I instantly find myself in the school auditorium, tranquilized by the cooing of wood-pigeons and the prayer of St.Francis.

Lord,

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 seekto be consoled as to console;

to be understood as to understand;

to be loved as to love;

for it is in givingthat we receive;

it is in pardoningthat we are pardoned;

and it is in dyingthat we are born to eternal life.

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Bookmark this page, Read this aloud when you feel the urge for a Prozac.