“Looking for a Savior” (St. Francis’ Day)

This Pope’s visit showed how much this world is seeking a savior………someone to step in and make it all better.   Someone to bless our sick children and make the illness go away, someone to sit at a table and make world enemies, friends.   Someone to give us hope.   Our political candidates cannot.   Our neighborhood parishes cannot.  Our United Nations cannot.

But in sweeps a man with a long white robe and crown and millions cast their eyes upon his face to seek salvation.  We cry as he blesses our children.   We hope the crippled may walk, the mentally challenged will become “normal.”   We hope to see a miracle before our eyes.

Perhaps the miracle is not for our eyes.   Perhaps the savior doesn’t come.   Perhaps we save ourselves.   Hope is within us and only comes from us, not from a religion or political party.    People rush to join the crowd to find the savior.   A sea of humanity flocked to the streets, to the concert halls, to the churches.   Each of us is a drop that forms this sea.   Each of us must bring the hope for tomorrow.   The Pope is a man, not a savior.   Perhaps that is why he always spoke, “pray for me.”   For in doing so, we pray for ourselves.

Tomorrow brings the Feast Day of another man, a man for whom this Pope chose his name.   A man who knew the connection of each drop, each human, each animal, each tiny plant, and stream.

Most think of his prayer as “make me a channel of your peace.”   But he did not write this prayer……..

This is the beautiful prayer he wrote.   Perhaps when we prayer for one, we pray for all.

Most high, omnipotent, good Lord,
Praise, glory and honor and benediction all, are Thine.
To Thee alone do they belong, most High,
And there is no man fit to mention Thee.

Praise be to Thee, my Lord, with all Thy creatures,
Especially to my worshipful brother sun,
The which lights up the day, and through him dost Thou brightness give;
And beautiful is he and radiant with splendor great;
Of Thee, most High, signification gives.

Praised be my Lord, for sister moon and for the stars,
In heaven Thou hast formed them clear and precious and fair. p. 153

Praised be my Lord for brother wind
And for the air and clouds and fair and every kind of weather,
By the which Thou givest to Thy creatures nourishment.
Praised be my Lord for sister water,
The which is greatly helpful and humble and precious and pure.

Praised be my Lord for brother fire,
By the which Thou lightest up the dark.
And fair is he and gay and mighty and strong.

Praised be my Lord for our sister, mother earth,
The which sustains and keeps us
And brings forth diverse fruits with grass and flowers bright.

Praised be my Lord for those who for Thy love forgive
And weakness bear and tribulation.
Blessed those who shall in peace endure,
For by Thee, most High, shall they be crowned.
Praised be my Lord for our sister, the bodily death,
From the which no living man can flee.
Woe to them who die in mortal sin;
Blessed those who shall find themselves in Thy most holy will,
For the second death shall do them no ill.

Praise ye and bless ye my Lord, and give Him thanks,
And be subject unto Him with great humility.

I had the Blessing to wander Assisi, Italy.   The energy of this man still lingers among the fields, the wind, the flowers, and the beings that wander there.

Blessings and Peace,Francis of Assisi

Shirl

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About sknobloch

I am an Author, Artist, and Reiki Master and Intuitive Counselor, offering energy and guidance sessions on people and beloved pet companions. I divide my time between a Northern NJ suburb of Manhattan and Gettysburg, Pennsylvania. I enjoy pursuing paranormal explorations in this uniquely haunted town. Read more about me at www.briarrosereiki.com and http://shirlknoblochwillowfineartprintsandphotography.zenfolio.com/ All writings and photos © Shirl Knobloch.......no unauthorized copying or use permitted without written permission from the author and photographer, Shirl Knobloch.
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