When we were trying to open this door, no matter how much we pulled and pushed, it just won’t open. Giving up, we all said, “We’ll we are sinners that heaven closed its door!” (Belly laugh).
Furthermore, the clergy are pretty good in being unbearably light. Seriously, we have to have the gift of being silly.
God, grant me the serenity
to accept the people I cannot change,
which is pretty much everyone,
since I’m clearly not you, God.
At least not the last time I checked.
And while you’re at it, God,
please give me the courage
to change what I need to change about myself,
which is frankly a lot, since, once again,
I’m not you, which means I’m not perfect.
It’s better for me to focus on changing myself
than to worry about changing other people,
who, as you’ll no doubt remember me saying,
I can’t change anyway.
Finally, give me the wisdom to just shut up
whenever I think that I’m clearly smarter
than everyone else in the room,
that no one knows what they’re talking about except me,
or that I alone have all the answers.
grant me the wisdom
to remember that I’m
Source: The Jesuit Post