Love!

LORD, Make me an instrument of thy 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.

- Prayer of Saint Francis.

I know I've blogged about this before but yes, something struck me to post this again. This is one of my favorite prayers, pardon me.

These days, as I've mentioned, have been really tough for me. I've been blogging like how terrible these days have been but not actually saying why and all but, yes. I'm having a really terrible time. Thanks be to God that nothing serious and major has actually happened. Thank you.

Rumors have been going on, hatred around, feeling ignored, betrayal, telling tales about me. I was hurt but I must know that whatever comments is made on me, I must forgive. Jesus felt worst. Others' commented on him, he was hung up on the cross, nails pierced through his body, crown of thorns. He bled, and he bled very badly. He suffered negative comments for an ongoing 30+ years period. What is rumors as compared to what Jesus has suffered? What is betrayal as compared to what Jesus went through?

If God forgave, and even exchanged his life for all those sinners, why can't I? Words can't affect me now.

Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me.