Today is the Feast of Saint Francis. I first shared the poem above three years ago to mark the feast, hoping to articulate a small piece of what still draws me to Francis of Assisi over the years. His life of simplicity, joy, and celebration is something that anchors me still. Not any theological doctrine or philosophical treatise— but his life itself. His dancing and singing. His simplicity and joy. His deep communion with the world. “Lord make me an instrument of thy peace” still stands out to me as one of the most radical and urgent of prayers.
The Feast of Saint Francis and a book anniversary
The Feast of Saint Francis and a book…
The Feast of Saint Francis and a book anniversary
Today is the Feast of Saint Francis. I first shared the poem above three years ago to mark the feast, hoping to articulate a small piece of what still draws me to Francis of Assisi over the years. His life of simplicity, joy, and celebration is something that anchors me still. Not any theological doctrine or philosophical treatise— but his life itself. His dancing and singing. His simplicity and joy. His deep communion with the world. “Lord make me an instrument of thy peace” still stands out to me as one of the most radical and urgent of prayers.