See the pig dressed in his finest fine.

The believers stand behind him and smile
As the day lights up with fire. -dmb

Lord, make me an instrument of thy 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 Maseter, 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 to self that we are born to eternal life.

These words of beauty are from the heart, mind, soul, hand and pen of Saint Francis. Long ago his spirit inspired, today it inspires.

Gather my heart to fear your name.

I fix my eyes on you...some of the time.

are You my strength, my rock, inpenetrable fortress, deliverer from evil, my constant trust, the horn of my salvation...my high tower?
you have so many jobs to fill, and you do it so well. i have only one and fail so often. forgive my lack of passion. MAKE me need you more.

clickity-clack.