The words “make me an instrument” have been my prayer on repeat lately. I have clung to it when words and energy fall short…a resuscitation of old words that resound my desire to bring goodness and truth to every area of my life.

To be an instrument. Not the doer, but the means by which. A screwdriver may do work, but it is powerless on the tool bench without an actor. A piano may produce melodious sounds, but without the pianist it is just a piece of furniture. I want to be an instrument in the hands of God. Reaching to new places, as an accessible tool for God to do big work. Check out St. Francis of Assisi’s original Make Me An Instrument of Your Peace passage and stay tuned for parent, spouse, friend, and worker verses. Read More →

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