To be loved as to love

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 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's in dying that we are born to eternal life.

Amen

Prayer of Saint Francis by Sarah McLachlan

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Betty Franke schrijft proza en gedichten onder het pseudoniem ArtemisiA, een inspiratiesite voor mensen die op zoek zijn naar een diepere zin van dit leven of spiritualiteit en die geïnteresseerd zijn in wat kunst, muziek, poëzie en proza ons daarover kunnen vertellen.