Make me an instrument of your will, he said. Because no other role could cleanse my wounds and clean my heart enough for you to reside in it.
But while you grace me with this task, remember the frailty of my flesh. I will forget where I have come from, and will not know where I have to go. I will not be able to the tell the light from darkness, and will fall into the traps along the way. I will fail, and rise, and fall, and lose all hope. My mind will become heavy, and my heart will be sore.
You will want me to carry them from where they are, to where they need to go. And you will make me do this, even if it hurts along the way. And I will curse you, and cry foul, and blame you for not being on my side. But in this injustice, you will teach me justice. And by being unmerciful, you will teach me mercy.
And when I finally reach my destination, you will show to me that I was not carrying them.
Instead, you were carrying me.
But while you grace me with this task, remember the frailty of my flesh. I will forget where I have come from, and will not know where I have to go. I will not be able to the tell the light from darkness, and will fall into the traps along the way. I will fail, and rise, and fall, and lose all hope. My mind will become heavy, and my heart will be sore.
You will want me to carry them from where they are, to where they need to go. And you will make me do this, even if it hurts along the way. And I will curse you, and cry foul, and blame you for not being on my side. But in this injustice, you will teach me justice. And by being unmerciful, you will teach me mercy.
And when I finally reach my destination, you will show to me that I was not carrying them.
Instead, you were carrying me.
