When
I wrote about my One Little Word
last week, I referred to a wonderful website with 50 beautiful quotes connected
to my word, POSSIBILITIES. I also wrote
that it might be fun to research those whose words were highlighted. The first was St. Francis of Assisi. I am not an expert, but after reading a
child’s book, and then articles from the Catholic church online, I have learned
a fair amount. And Valentine’s Day is
coming, a day of love. If nothing else,
I have connected St. Francis, or Giovanni Bernardore, commonly known as Francesco
(founder of the Franciscan order) in a love story. And where else might we tell this love story
than in a sonnet? According to the
research I found, the earliest sonnets were written between 1220 and 1250
A.D. St. Francis of Assisi died in 1226
A.D.
Here
is the quote: "Start
by doing what's necessary; then do what's possible; and suddenly you are doing
the impossible." - St. Francis of Assisi from
The
Heart of Innovation.
A Beginning Story
Francesco,
early Master Bernardore,
idled
away with wealthy boys in town,
caroused
freely with father’s wealth before
compassion
for the poor and fallen down.
As
told, one day, a poor man begged for food;
Francesco’s
act described is that he shared
the
few coins in his pockets- grasped for good,
equaling
more than change to him named fair.
His
time given helping the wretched poor,
Serving
them most kindly despite the strife;
downtrodden was his byword--nothing
more,
scorned
the rich, loved poverty as his wife.
St. Francis he became in later years,
Modeling
love to all- ignoring jeers.
St. Francis is said to be the most
popular of all the saints, primarily for his universal love of all things. He is known as the patron saint of animals
and the environment.
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I'm not Catholic either altho my husband is.
ReplyDeleteI have always been partial to St. Francis - at school we talk about him at Valentine's. Great post on him.
My favourite prayer is attributed to him:
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;
Where there is sadness, joy.
O Divine Master,
grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled, as to console;
to be understood, as to understand;
to be loved, as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive.
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned, and it is in dying that we are born to Eternal Life.
Amen.
I almost included this, Beverley. Thank you for doing so. Isn't it beautiful!
DeleteI, too, am partial to the saint my family always (blasphemously, but with utmost adoration and respect--heckling is in our blood) referred to as "St. Frank the Sissy." I am ashamed to admit this in the case that it offends, but he earned the nickname by being so closely acquainted with us. We had a statue of him always watching over our walkway. Your sonnet is a loving tribute...and the prayer a beautiful reminder his love.
ReplyDeleteThat's a funny story, Christy. I guess if you look at him in one way, one might think "sissy". Thanks for sharing it with me.
DeleteHe is my favorite saint, too, along with Saint Joan of Arc. They are yin and yang, I guess :-)
ReplyDeleteFrom all I've read, he has been a favorite of many all through the years. I enjoyed learning about him. Thanks, Tabatha.
DeleteOur parish is named after St. Francis of Assisi - here in Singapore. I know I must have learned about his life when I was younger because I studied in a Catholic all-girls school from first grade all the way to my high school years - but a lot of the details are hazy by now. I can remember St. Augustine's life a little better primarily because the nuns who are in charge of our school are from that order. Thanks for sharing this, dear Linda.
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