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For the Healing of the Nations

Okay, here's how this one is going to work:

No arguing. No debating. There are a million other threads in here for those purposes, or you can start the 1,000,001st. In this thread, you can post silently, or post prayers and poems for peace and/or support of the troops.

After reading a few threads in here, I realized that I'm not the only one feeling afraid. I thought maybe we could use a sort of "chapel" thread to get away from the madness and support each other, regardless of nationality or side of the fence.

Thank you.
 
this is a wonderful idea pax. :)

my mom gave me this prayer after 9/11...



Immaculate Heart of Mary,
help us to conquer the menace of evil,
which so easily takes root in the hearts of the people today,
and whose immeasurable effects
already weigh down upon our modern world
and seem to block the paths toward the future.
From famine and war, deliver us.
From nuclear war, from incalculable self-destruction, from every kind of war, deliver us.
From sins against human life from its very beginning, deliver us.
From hatred and from the demeaning of the dignity of the
children of God, deliver us.
From every kind of injustice in the life of society, both national
and international, deliver us.
From readiness to trample on the commandments of God,
deliver us.
From attempts to stifle in human hearts the very truth of God,
deliver us.
From the loss of awareness of good and evil, deliver us.
From sins against the Holy Spirit, deliver us.
Accept, O Mother of Christ,
this cry laden with the sufferings of all individual human beings,
laden with the sufferings of whole societies.
Help us with the power of the Holy Spirit conquer all sin:
individual sin and the "sin of the world",
sin in all its manifestations.
Let there be revealed once more in the history of the world
the infinite saving power of the redemption:
the power of merciful love.
May it put a stop to evil.
May it transform consciences.
May your Immaculate Heart reveal for all the light of hope. Amen.


~Pope John Paul II
 
Emancipate Your Selves from mental slavery
None but ourselves can free our minds
Have no fear for atomic energy
Cause none a them can stop the time

How long shall they kill our prophets
While we stand aside and look

...

Redemption Song by Bob Marley

In memoriam Rachel Corrie
 
How long to sing this song?

I tried to think of something else to write, but this was all that came to mind.... how long to sing this song? how long....?
 
FORGIVENESS

Lord,

As our soldiers are sent off to do battle in our country's name
I do not pray for victory because victory means someone else?s loss.

It means the loss of a life, a life created in your image
A son, a daughter, a father, a mother a child.
A loss not equal to any worldly victory.

While we would like to live like the lamb it seems we have once again chosen the sword.
My soul cries out that humanity has failed again to find the path to peace.

So today I pray for forgiveness.

I pray for forgiveness, that someone?s precious life has been taken in my name, while I enjoy my friends and family.
I pray for forgiveness, that someone has sacrificed themselves in my name while I am comfortable at home.

I pray for the souls of the fallen, the friend and the foe, both equally precious in your eyes, that they may be received in heaven to be with you in eternity.

AMEN


Dreadsox@AOL.COM (MATT)
 
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"Kindness has converted more people than zeal, science, or eloquence. Holiness grows so fast where there is kindness. The world is lost for want of sweetness and kindness. Do not forget we need each other." -- Mother Teresa
 
I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world

I see skies of blue and clouds of white
The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world

The colours of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people going by
I see friends shakin' hands, sayin' "How do you do?"
They're really saying "I love you"

I hear babies cryin', I watch them grow
They'll learn much more than I'll ever know
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
Yes, I think to myself, what a wonderful world

Oh yeah

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I Wish
 
I hear the Shadowy Horses, their long manes a-shake.
Their hoofs heavy with tumult, thier eyes glimmering white;
The North unfolds above them clinging, creeping night,
The East her hidden joy before the morning break,
The West weeps in pale dew and sighs passing away,
The South is pouring down roses of crimson fire:
O vanity of Sleep, Hope, Dream, endless Desire,
The Horses of Disaster plunge in the heavy clay:
Beloved, let your eyes half close, and your heart beat
Over my heart, and your hair fall over my breast,
Drowning love's lonely hour in deep twilight of rest,
And hiding their tossing manes and tumultuous feet.

William Butler Yeats
 
Hello, darkness my old friend, Ive come to talk to you again
Because a vision softly creeping, left it seems that I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain still remained
Within the sound of silence.

In restless dreams I walked alone, narrow streets of cobblestone
'neath the halo of a streetlamp I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light split the night
and touched the sound of silence

And in the naked light I saw ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking, people hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share and no one dared
Disturb the sound of silence

"Fools" said I,"You do not know: silence like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you, take my arms that I might reach you"
But my words like silent raindrops fell, and echoed
In the wells of silence

And the people bowed and prayed to the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out it?s warning in the words that I was forming
And the signs said, the words of the prophets are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls
And whisper'd in the sounds of silence


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THE GOSPEL OF NON-VIOLENCE

Mahatma Gandhi

Character of Non-violence
Non-violence is the law of the human race and is infinitely greater than and superior to brute force.
In the last resort it does not avail to those who do not possess a living faith in the God of Love.
Non-violence affords the fullest protection to one's self-respect and sense of honour, but not always to possession of land or movable property, though its habitual practice does prove a better bulwark than the possession of armed men to defend them. Non-violence, in the very nature of things, is of no assistance in the defence of ill-gotten gains and immoral acts.
Individuals or nations who would practice non-violence must be prepared to sacrifice (nations to last man) their all except honour. It is, therefore, inconsistent with the possession of other people's countries, i.e., modern imperialism, which is frankly based on force for its defence.
Non-violence is a power which can be wielded equally by all--children, young men and women or grown-up people, provided they have a living faith in the God of Love and have therefore equal love for all mankind. When non-violence is accepted as the law of life, it must pervade the whole being and not be applied to isolated acts.
It is a profound error to suppose that, whilst the law is good enough for individuals, it is not for masses of mankind.
 
"It is said an Eastern monarch once charged his wise men to invent him a sentence to be ever in view, and which should be true and appropriate in all times and situations. They presented him the words: 'And this, too, shall pass away.' How much it expresses! How chastening in the hour of pride! How consoling in the depths of affliction!"

--Abraham Lincoln


Dreamers
Soldiers are citizens of death's gray land,
Drawing no dividends from time's to-morrows.
In the great hour of destiny they stand,
Each with his feuds, and jealousies, and sorrows,
Soldiers are sworn to action; they must win
Some flaming, fatal climax with their lives.
Soldiers are dreamers; when the guns begin
They think of firelit homes, clean beds, and wives.

I see them in foul dug-outs, gnawed by rats,
And in the ruined trenches, lashed with rain,
Dreaming of things they did with balls and bats,
And mocked by hopeless longing to regain
Bank holidays, and picture shows, and spats,
And going to the office in the train.

--Siegfried Sassoon
 
reading the news and it sure looks bad
they won't give peace a chance
it was just a dream some of us had

--"California" Joni Mitchell
 
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"Peace is every step
it turns the endless path to joy."
~ Thich Nhat Hanh
 
I would put a prayer in here, but I do not think Interference has Hebrew as a font option.

Oh well.
 
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