During the holidays period, I got an agenda and a book from my father. I failed to notice that there was an envelope in between those, carrying a very special message. Yesterday, I found it.
It humbled me.
I would like to share it with you, my blogging friends.
Lord, teach me to age.
Convince me that the community and my family won’t harm me,
If they exonerate me from my responsibilities,
If they don’t solicit anymore my opinion,
If they choose others to occupy my place,
I will divest myself of the vanity of accumulated experience and of judging myself irreplaceable.
Help me see the law of time, in the gradual detachment of things
Help me to discover, during this transition of roles,
one of the most pulsating expressions of life,
that is renewed under the impulse of your providence.
Lord, may I still be useful on this earth,
contributing with optimism and prayers,
for the joy, faith and courage of those who have the turn of responsibilities.
May I live without losing the humble and serene contact with the world in transformation.
May I not regret the past,
but to know how to make of the days that I may still live, a gift of social healing.
Lord, when I leave my work behind me,
make it be as simple and natural,
as a happy and serene sunset!
Written by my father, 89 years old, entrepreneur, businessman, still working.