Prayer of St. Francis of Assisi


Not “Make me a channel of your peace…”  How can I be nearly 60 years-old and never have come across this before?

You are holy, Lord, the only God,
and Your deeds are wonderful.
You are strong.
You are great.
You are the Most High.
You are Almighty.
You, Holy Father are King of heaven and earth.
You are Three and One, Lord God, all Good.
You are Good, all Good, supreme Good,
Lord God, living and true.
You are love. You are wisdom.
You are humility. You are endurance.
You are rest. You are peace.
You are joy and gladness.
You are justice and moderation.
You are all our riches, and You suffice for us.
You are beauty.
You are gentleness.
You are our protector.
You are our guardian and defender.
You are our courage. You are our haven and our hope.
You are our faith, our great consolation.
You are our eternal life, Great and Wonderful Lord,
God Almighty, Merciful Savior.

Wisdom Story – 224


Several years ago, a young priest, fresh out of the seminary, was assigned as pastor to as small parish, in a small town. Some weeks after he arrived, he had an occasion to ride the local bus from the rectory to the downtown area. When he sat down, he discovered that the driver had accidentally given him a quarter too much change. As he considered what to do, he thought to himself, “You’d better give the quarter back. It would be wrong to keep it.” Then he thought, “Oh, forget it, it’s only a quarter. Who would worry about this little amount? Anyway, the bus company gets too much fare; they will never miss it. Accept it as a ‘gift from God’ and keep quiet.”

When his stop came, he paused momentarily at the door, and then he handed the quarter to the driver and said, “Here, you gave me too much change.”

The driver, with a smile, replied, “Aren’t you the new pastor in town?”

“Yes,” he replied.

“Well, I have been thinking a lot lately about returning to church.  I just wanted to see what you would do if I gave you too much change. I’ll see you at church on Sunday.”

When the young priest stepped off of the bus, he literally grabbed the nearest light pole, held on, and said, “Oh my God, I almost sold Jesus for twenty-five cents!”


Impetuous Saints


Two of my favorite saints are Peter and Ignatius Loyola.  I think I’ve figured out why I admire them so much – they’re just like me!

Brash, foolhardy at times, passionate and committed, they are better versions of my own personality.

Ignatius, as you know, famously allowed the donkey upon which he was riding to determine whether or not he would murder a Moor whom Ignatius considered had slandered Our Lady.  He is also, I believe, the only canonized saint with a police record (for drunken brawling.)  He’s my kind of saint!

St. Peter gives me more hope than anyone I know.  Such a complete jumble of contradictions and strong feelings – and yet Jesus calls him the Rock upon which the Church will be built.

So, who’s your favorite saint and why do you like her or him?