O

by samara   Mar 31, 2005



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; it is in dying that we are born again to eternal life.

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