This is one of those songs that reaches so deeply into
me. We cannot verify that Francis of
Assisi ever knew these words in any language.
The first verifiable copy of it dates to the World War One era. I believe it does reflect the character of
the monk who shares the name.
What this song does for me is remind me who I am to be as a
follower of Jesus Christ. I truly wish
to always have these attitudes. I wrote
extensively about this during the summer of 2011. I probably sing or listen to this song
daily. I cannot say for sure but I am
almost certain.
The link below is to Sarah MacLauchlan’s very haunting
rendition of the song. I will listen to
it over and over when I am struggling with an aspect of the life it asks me to
live. I want to be someone who sows
love, pardon, truth, faith, hope, light, and joy in others. I wish to console, understand, love, give,
and pardon others in a way that evidences that I have died to my own wants and
desires. I want others to know they are
valued and loved.
This simple short song sustains me when I am struggling at
being what I should be in Christ. Give
it a listen and let me know what you think.
Lord, make me an
instrument of Your 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.
Wishing you joy in the journey,
Aramis Thorn
Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer
who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home
owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure
store."
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