Lord make me an instrument of your peace, Where there is hatred let me sow love. Where there is injury, pardon. Where there is doubt, faith. Where there is despair, hope. Where there is darkness, light. And where there is sadness, joy. I went to a Catholic school for most of my education, and there was a seminary next door which was named after St. Francis. I knew that he liked animals. But otherwise St. Francis to me meant the place where the brothers and the sisters of the seminary lived. Assisi is a small town, and just as some people would remember Melbourne as being a very grey sort of city, Assisi was a very brown sort of town to me. We had just come from Venice where there was blue everywhere, and now we're
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