It's been a rough couple of months. Dealing with the fact that I've probably just wasted 8 years of my life on a degree that I'll never use the way I meant to use it, the fact that there just aren't any jobs for me out there right now, and being sick as a dog. So, when I got a stupid chain email today, I didn't expect much. But I was pleasantly surprised. It contained a prayer-- one that struck me doubly, because St. Theresa was one of my grandmother's favorite saints.
St. Theresa's Prayer:
May today there be peace within.
May you trust 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.
Let this presence settle into your bones, and allow your soul the freedom to sing, dance, praise and love.