|September 09, 2016: #152
|PRAYER FOR PEACE
Lord, Make me an instrument of your peace,
Where there is hatred, let me sow love; where there is injury, let me give comfort.
Where there is doubt; faith, despair; hope, darkness; light, and sadness; Joy!
Oh, divine Master; grant that I may not so much seek to be loved as to Love,
to be consoled as to console, to be understood as to understand.
For it is in giving that we receive; it is in forgiving that we are forgiven,
and it is in dying that we come to know eternal Life! Amen
(Attributed to St. Francis of Assisi)
On the night Jesus was betrayed by one of his own, he took bread in his hands,
gave thanks, broke it, and passed it around to his disciples saying;
Take and eat, for this is my Body which shall be broken for you.
Likewise, after supper, the took the cup and when he had given thanks, he passed it to his disciples saying;
Drink; for this is my Blood of the New Covenant which will be shed for you and for many.
As often as you shall do this, do so in remembrance of me.
J. Sue Gagliardi, Chaplain
O, heavenly Father:
We thank thee for food and remember the hungry.
We thank thee for health and remember the sick.
We thank thee for friends and remember the friendless.
We thank thee for freedom and remember the enslaved.
May these remembrances stir us to service,
that thy gifts to us may be used for others.
Abigail van Buran
|(OVER; page 2 >)
|Gospel of Thomas Saying 105
He who knows his father and his mother,
will they call him the son of a whore?
"...there is a real possibility that this logion contains a copyist’s error: The Coptic p’sère m’porné (son of whore) is very close to
p’sère m’prôme (son of man)."
Leloup, Jean-Yves. The Gospel of Thomas: The Gnostic Wisdom of Jesus (Kindle Locations 3039-3041). Inner Traditions/Bear
& Company. Kindle Edition.
What if the Lord had not been on our side
when people attacked us?
They would have swallowed us alive
in their burning anger.
The waters would have engulfed us;
a torrent would have overwhelmed us.
Yes, the raging waters of their fury
would have overwhelmed our very lives.
Praise the Lord,
who did not let their teeth tear us apart!
We escaped like a bird from a hunter’s trap.
The trap is broken, and we are free!
Our help is from the Lord,
who made heaven and earth