Stories Collected While Living in France
I doubt there will ever be peace on earth.
I have been naive even to have prayed for it.
The soil of human hearts carries a history of suffering
Many more than others,
and the seeds planted during that history
have rivers of tears watering them.
Can I be a channel of that peace? How, when I get angry over the stupidest of things?
Maybe prayer will guide me.
Maybe I can plant seeds and water them with a small whisper,
"I am listening, I care about you, I am sorry, I am here holding what I can."
Thank you Corey for all you lovely and inspiring post. I will never give up on spreading peace and showing a light to the darkness that is threatening our world today. Blessings
When the situation around looks so dim, I always remember the Franciscan Benediction:
May God bless us with discomfort
At easy answers, half-truths, and superficial relationships
So that we may live from deep within our hearts.
May God bless us with anger
At injustice, oppression, and exploitation of God’s creations
So that we may work for justice, freedom, and peace.
May God bless us with tears
To shed for those who suffer pain, rejection, hunger, and war,
So that we may reach out our hands to comfort them and
To turn their pain into joy.
And may God bless us with just enough foolishness
To believe that we can make a difference in the world,
So that we can do what others claim cannot be done:
To bring justice and kindness to all our children and all our neighbors who are poor. Amen.
My heart is broken for the sadness, hurt, evil, and devastation in the world these days.
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