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On the Second Day of Christmas…

#2 in the Christmastide Prayers for Peace Series

Find a quiet place and invite the God of your understanding into this moment and space made sacred by Love.

When ready, return to your journal and write the opening and continue through the first two prayers of the St. Francis Prayer as if they are yours:

Lord, make me a channel of thy peace – that where there is hatred, I may bring love – that where there is wrong, I may bring the spirit of forgiveness.

Again, let the words seep in. Notice with your soul’s sense how you hear the word “wrong”. Notice too if any particular people, situations, decisions, or conditions sneak into your gut as being “wrong” right now.

You may want to practice writing today’s prayer as a continuation of the opening, for example: Lord, make me a channel of thy peace – that where there is wrong, I may bring the spirit of forgiveness.

Does this slight edit more directly connect the wrongs we see – to – God’s channel of peace? Does this help me to hear and remember that it is in being God’s channel of peace that I might find God’s answers for wrongs?

Take time to listen to your soul. You may also be invited to notice—with loving attention and care—what you might feel, react to, or reject as God’s healings of wrongs.

Listen to the words on the page, and the words inside of you. Write them down. Thank them. And, as always, if there is silence, allow yourself to sit in the familiar comfort of these words of peace.


SPIRIT OF FORGIVENESS. Not “Forgive them.” Not “Forgive me.” But rather, THE SPIRIT of forgiveness is what I might hope to find if I am willing to stand in the channel of God’s peace.

Isn’t it odd? In all of my readings and recitals of this prayer, never before have I heard or seen, connected with or celebrated, THE SPIRIT of forgiveness. I found this (seemingly) newly inserted word curious. I explored who, or what I currently felt was wrong in me or this world. And, I asked myself:

If I am not fully ready to forgive — am I willing to enter into the SPIRIT of forgiveness? Maybe, I answered, and was reminded of a friend being asked, “Are you willing to be willing?”

*Prayer of St. Francis, as presented in ‘Twelve Steps and Twelve Traditions‘
Lord, make me a channel of thy peace – that where there is hatred, I may bring love – that where there is wrong, I may bring the spirit of forgiveness – that where there is discord, I may bring harmony – that where there is error, I may bring truth – that where there is doubt, I may bring faith – that where there is despair, I may bring hope – that where there are shadows, I may bring light – that where there is sadness, I may bring joy. Lord, grant that I may seek rather to comfort than to be comforted – to understand, than to be understood – to love, than to be loved. For it is by self-forgetting that one finds. It is by forgiving that one is forgiven. It is by dying that one awakens to Eternal Life. Amen.

NOTES: This is a public forum and comments and questions are always welcome, but please be thoughtful and respectful to the journey for yourself and for others. Please also know that I welcome hearing from you directly about your thoughts, comments, questions and suggestions during and after this Christmastide season.

Float in the Shade

Over the past few days I have let the light drain out of me like a leaky oil pan.

My little duck feet have all but stopped paddling beneath the surface of what you see.

I have found myself in the weeds. The still stagnant waters surround me in a slimy film of greens. And, nothing but small broken twigs show up as something to eat.

As I see it, I have but two options: to continue longingly staring, with these eyes of self-recrimination, at the sparkling-in-the-sun river flowing on without me, or, to close my eyes and float in the shade.

With still feet and busy mind, everything screams inside of me, saying, “You had no business coming to the river. You should have stayed in the pond.”


this is where I am. I can see and admit this now, at least to myself.

This is where the currents of God and my free choice have brought me, so this is where I will be. Where I will wait and pray between the ripples of my little duck soul and striving mind.