This prayer, below the picture, is one of my favorites. I found it when I was nineteen. I was seeking solace as I sat at the foot of the bed, of my dying mother. The paper that it is written on, is as faded as the painful memories of that time in my life. What remains are the lessons that I learned. I try to resolve bad feelings and forgive quickly. I also try to express my love often and never part without letting loved ones know that we are all right with each other. I am in no way perfect and sometimes it takes a little longer than I would prefer. I pray that no matter what happens, my family and friends know that my motto in life, is this "I truly believe that everyone does the best that they can, given all of the circumstances of their lives." I like to think that, just as God reminds us, the sparrows neither toil nor spin and He takes care of them, physically, we may not need to toil and spin so much to grow spiritually. I ask God to take my blunders and my unfinished growth and use it for good. I ask anyone who happens to read this to remember how much I loved them.
If you find peace, it will be in your own heart. One big enough to hold what peace is. The melody of love, the calmness of an approving conscience, the serenity of a single faith, the composure of courage, the tranquility of self acceptance, the repose of unselfishness, the harmony of being in tune with one's self.
