And forgive us our sins; for we also forgive every one that is indebted to us.
(Luke 11:4)
On this day, I was carefree, with little cares that weren't powerful enough to choke.
Running through my regular chores, I though that I needed someone to help me out with a small bottle of water to quench my thirst and Arvindh, the assistant jogged my memory. I called him and when help wasn't forthcoming, I called him again. He turned up with a sort of resentment in his face and speech.
I was irate at this sort of response-picked the water bottle, made my way to the wash basin and poured the water right in front of him. I came back to my seat and I felt that I had put on extra weight; I felt, felt it in my head and heart. The earphone music didn't drown the trouble that was brewing within.
God, my heart cried, Iam sorry. I was ruthless with this guy. I shouldn't have done it. I didn't forgive that little act of his while still carrying the tonnes of forgiveness that flows from you every moment of my life.
I cried and I said to myself.............I hate ME! Never again. How much would this act of mine hurt a soul that expects not a rush of anger!
I'm sorry people...............Whoever I have offended! Wherever you are and whatever you do.......please forgive me .......I had hurt you all on account of my ego, my pride and selfishness. I hadn't cared about your state when I was pouring my outburst!
Change me oh GOD, into a being of love!
I'm beginning to sing that old song that I had learnt as a kid at school.
Make me a channel
Make me a channel of your peace.
Where there is hatred let me bring your love.
Where there is injury, your pardon, Lord
And where there's doubt, true faith in you.
Chorus:
Oh, Master grant that I may never seek
So much to be consoled as to console
To be understood as to understand
To be loved as to love with all my soul.
Make me a channel of your peace
Where there's despair in life, let me bringhope
Where there is darkness, only light
And where there's sadness, ever joy.
Chorus:
Make me a channel of your peace
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned
In giving to all men that we receive
And in dying that we're born to eternal life.
(Luke 11:4)
On this day, I was carefree, with little cares that weren't powerful enough to choke.
Running through my regular chores, I though that I needed someone to help me out with a small bottle of water to quench my thirst and Arvindh, the assistant jogged my memory. I called him and when help wasn't forthcoming, I called him again. He turned up with a sort of resentment in his face and speech.
I was irate at this sort of response-picked the water bottle, made my way to the wash basin and poured the water right in front of him. I came back to my seat and I felt that I had put on extra weight; I felt, felt it in my head and heart. The earphone music didn't drown the trouble that was brewing within.
God, my heart cried, Iam sorry. I was ruthless with this guy. I shouldn't have done it. I didn't forgive that little act of his while still carrying the tonnes of forgiveness that flows from you every moment of my life.
I cried and I said to myself.............I hate ME! Never again. How much would this act of mine hurt a soul that expects not a rush of anger!
I'm sorry people...............Whoever I have offended! Wherever you are and whatever you do.......please forgive me .......I had hurt you all on account of my ego, my pride and selfishness. I hadn't cared about your state when I was pouring my outburst!
Change me oh GOD, into a being of love!
I'm beginning to sing that old song that I had learnt as a kid at school.
Make me a channel
Make me a channel of your peace.
Where there is hatred let me bring your love.
Where there is injury, your pardon, Lord
And where there's doubt, true faith in you.
Chorus:
Oh, Master grant that I may never seek
So much to be consoled as to console
To be understood as to understand
To be loved as to love with all my soul.
Make me a channel of your peace
Where there's despair in life, let me bringhope
Where there is darkness, only light
And where there's sadness, ever joy.
Chorus:
Make me a channel of your peace
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned
In giving to all men that we receive
And in dying that we're born to eternal life.
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