Saturday, December 17, 2022
Terry Kowalchuk One of Mom's favourite prayers was the prayer of St. Francis. 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 must not so much seek to be consoled, as to console To be loved, as to love For it is in giving that we receive It is in pardoning that we are pardoned And it is in dying that we are born to eternal life When it came to her family, her friends, her community, Mom lived by these words. She was our hero, our rock, and our ever present source of comfort and encouragement.
