I sent this Irish Blessing to one of my sisters a few months back, I was having a hard day today and it just came to me that I needed to read it again. So, I thought it would be best to share with others.
I wish you not a path devoid of clouds,
Nor a life on a bed of roses
Not that you might never need regret
Nor that you should never feel pain.
No, that is not my wish for you
My wish for you
That you might be brave in times of trial,
When others lay crosses upon your shoulders.
When mountains must be climbed and chasms are to be crossed;
When hope scarce can shine through.
That every gift God gave you might grow along with you.
And let you give the gift of joy to all who care for you.
That you may always have a friend who is worth that name.
Whom you can trust,
And who helps you in times of sadness.
Who will defy the storms of daily life at your side.
One more wish I have for you:
That in every hour of joy and pain you may feel God close to you.
This is my wish for you, and all who care for you.
This is my hope for you, now and forever.
Sometimes I think it is easier to sit and mope instead of taking the time to call your family and friends. If my Internet was better this week I would call everyone. Instead I’m working on emailing. Although not as good its better than nothing. My favorite line in this blessing would have to be “And let you give the gift of joy to all who care for you.”