"I asked God for strength that I might achieve. I was made weak that I might learn humbly to obey. I asked for health that I might do greater things. I was given infirmity that I might do better things. I asked for riches that I might be happy. I was given poverty that I might be wise. I asked for power that I might have the praise of men. I was given weakness that I might feel the need of God. I asked for all things that I might enjoy life. I was given life that I might enjoy all things. I got nothing that I asked for, but everything I hoped for. Almost despite myself, my unspoken prayers were answered. I am, among all men, most richly blessed."
-unknown
i found this poem on an old folded piece of paper. my oldest sister, a carmelite nun in south dakota, sent it to me a long while ago- perhaps when it didn't hold as much meaning for me. i read it during my last hours of labor. it was nice to feel her so close when she is so far away.
That's lovely. In some ways, it reminds me of my mother-in-law. She would have liked that very much.
ReplyDeleteI printed this out to post on the fridge. It is a message we need to hear.
ReplyDeletevery touching. makes me miss my sister who is in a Carmelite convent.
ReplyDeleteblessings!