The Instrument of YOU

Just what kind of an

I    N    S    T    R    U    M    E    N    T

are You?

St Francis of Assisi

prayed a timeless,

an ageless

prayer

that asked us—

you

me

to   be

I        n        s        t        r        u        m        e        n        t       s :

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;

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 the we are born to eternal life.

T     R     U     T     H ?

No matter what kind of Instrument

You   are.          .          .

You  are  utterly  useless

on  a  seat

a  shelf

encased  for  protection.       .       .

but  in  the  Right  Hands

and  the  Right  Use

a  magnificent

w   a   l   k   i   n   g

t     a     l     k     i     n     g

S        Y        M        P        H        O        N        Y

You   Are.          .          .

Be    T   H   A   T

c          o          n          t          i          n          o          u          s          l          y

more   often

than     n o t