A Pagan Retelling of the Prayer of St. Francis

Make me an instrument of peace
Where there is hatred, let me know love
Where there is injury, healing
Where there is doubt, reassurance
Where there is challenge, compassion
Where there is pain, rest

O Divine Mother,
Grant that I may
Not so much seek to control as to co-create,
To be understood, as to understand myself,
To be admired, as to be seen.

For it is in giving that we receive,
It is in questioning that we find answers
And it is in honoring ourselves that we live to our Highest Good

Blessed Be

One response to “A Pagan Retelling of the Prayer of St. Francis”

  1. […] in my office. I try to remember to take a moment to center before I start my day. I try to channel St. Francis, whose statue stands in my grandmother’s garden and in the memorial garden of the church I serve, […]


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