Saint Francis of Assisi

Lord, make me an instrument of Thy peace;
where hate rules, let me bring love;
where malice, forgiveness;
where disputes, reconciliation;
where error, truth;
where doubt, belief;
where despair, hope;
where darkness, Thy light!
O Master, let me strive more
to comfort others than to be comforted,
to understand others than to be understood,
to love others, more than to be loved. . .
For
it is in giving that we receive,
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned,
it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.

When I got up this morning, I had a chance to enjoy a cup of coffee before the sun ( & son ), came to me... I switched on CNN and proceeded to watch the entire 9-11 documentary. On Saturday, I mostly avoided reference to this disaster. I was brought to tears once more, and there is still anger, pain and all sorts of hurt. I do not think that George the Younger has done a very good job, but I give him credit for doing something. I wish that we had a different man in the white house, but when the shit hit the fan, and the entire nation needed to believe that we had a leader, we had to put our faith in him. It would have been worse if we had not, but now... we do have a choice !