A new house is being built on the lot beside me. The men work and call to one another, play their loud music, and operate their noisy machines. I miss the peace and quiet I once knew, and feel cranky at the intrusion. Then I realize I share this world and this island. Perhaps in a similar fashion I sometimes I want you all to myself, so I alone have your attention and favor, so you and I are our own island. Forgive me. Help me to know that it is only in sharing you that your will is done. Help me to welcome others and make me less greedy for what is not mine alone. You are the God of all. Forgive me for trying to own you; make me an instrument to bring others to the knowledge of you. It is only in sharing you that I truly won your love. Amen.