prayer

Note: I am agnostic with some leftover Catholic guilt drilled into me as a young girl going to a all-girl's Catholic school and living in an almost completely Catholic country. I occasionally get Catholic-y chain e-mails from my family that have somewhat creepy messages, large pictures of Jesus and promises of salvation if you forward the message to at least 17 people. I ignore them.

Today, however, was an e-mail about St. Theresa. "St. Theresa is known as the Saint of the Little Ways. Meaning she believed in doing the little things in life well and with great love."

And attached was St. Theresa's prayer:

May today there be peace within.
May you trust God that you are exactly where you are meant to be.
May you not forget the infinite possibilities that are born of faith.
May you use those gifts that you have received, and pass on the love that has been given to you.
May you be content knowing you are a child of God. Let this presence settle into your bones, and allow your soul the freedom to sing, dance, praise and love.
It is there for each and every one of us.

At this point in time ("this point" being this stage in my Peace Corps service, my life, this hour of the night), I am filled with frustration, doubt and not a little self-loathing. I am glad to be wide awake at 1:30 in the morning and to find a little kick of inspiration where I least expected to find it. Thank you, St. Theresa. I believe your prayer will get me through this week.