Actually, I wasn't entirely alone. Out of sight in the right transept the Poor Clares were singing their morning prayers. It is difficult to find words to describe the beauty, clarity and solemnity of the moment. As a Franciscan, it was time close to Francis and Clare. As a Catholic, a time of awareness of the intense, heavenly Love of our Father. As a person, a moment of appreciation of the sanctity of all humanity, and of knowing that God's Love will prevail over all that is misguided and evil in the world today.
The San Damiano Cross speaks to us, as well. We, too, need to continually work to repair our lives and the Church of which we are a part, with the same humility and love as Francis and Clare.
Peace and goodness be with you.
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