Üks ilus palve

Pole taas ammu kirjutanud, sest olen enam hõivatud teiste asjade lugemisega, nt kuidas vanad kirikuisad elasid või kuidas Matil rännakutel läheb....või kuidas ilmaelu postimehe veergudel kulgeb. Kuna õppides kaasneb ikka arusaam iseenda ignorantsusest...ehk sellest, kuivõrd vähe ma ikka tean või asjadest aru saan, siis tekibki vahel tunne, et mida tarka mul siin ikka öelda on, sest kiirel ajastul ei taha ju rumala jutuga kelleltki aega röövida. Seekord mõtlesin siia kombineerida ühe minu meelest ilusa palve. Tahtsin seda juba mõned nädalad tagasi teha, aga ....küllap polnud paras aeg.

“May I be no man's enemy, and may I be the friend of He who is eternal and abides. May I never quarrel with those nearest me; and if I do, may I be reconciled quickly. May I wish for all people's happiness and envy none. May I never rejoice in the ill-fortune of one who has wronged me. When I have done or said what is wrong, may I never wait for the rebuke of others, but always rebuke myself until I make amends. May I win no victory that harms either me or my opponent. May I reconcile friends who are angry with one another. May I, to the extent of my power, give all needful help to my friends and to all who are in want. May I never fail a friend in danger. When visiting those in grief may I be able by gentle and healing words to soften their pain. May I accustom myself to be gentle and never be angry with people because of circumstances. Amen.

Eusebius of Caesarea.