Sunday Morning

Feeling so grateful this morning.  Yesterday I called my Dad, after much mental debate and telling myself...."He's gonna say this or that" or "He doesn't really care about me."  Then justifying several reasons why it is OK for me to ignore his existence..... words spoken decades ago.  Then I remembered this prayer that we studied in a meeting last week, and how we were all going to try and implement it into our daily lives in a healthy way in 2011.

Prayer of St. Francis of Assisi

Lord, make me an instrument of Your peace!

Where there is hatred, let me sow love.

Where there is injury, pardon.

Where there is doubt, faith.

Where there is despair, hope.

Where there is darkness, light.

Where there is sadness, joy.

O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek

To be consoled as to console.

To be understood, as to understand.

To be loved, as to love.

For it is in giving that we recieve.

It is in pardoning that we are pardoned.

It is in dying that we are born to eternal life.

I cannot remember ever having such a loving, sincere conversation with my father.  His words of love,support and pride in me brought me tears, and I told how much it meant to me to hear that from him.  He wanted to know everything that was going on with me in my life.  We talked and laughed for over an hour and before I hung up I told I love him very much, and he told me the same.  I told him I won't wait so long in between calls anymore, he told me to call anytime, he would love to hear from me.  This may seem sort of mundane and normal to some of you, but I can tell you that it is not in any realm of normal for me and my Dad.  God was there with us, I am convinced of that.  What a beautiful New Years gift for me cherish!  A loving conversation with my father, and I will cherish it forever! 

God is so good!