“My truth, your truth” sounds tolerant. It does not survive the first question. Before anything can be said about tolerance, one thing has to be settled: what we mean by calling something true. 🧵
If something is true, it is true for everyone. A whole tribe may feel safe from lions while one man warns them. When the lions come, the one man was right.
He used to say that obedience led him about like a blind man, and that he would rather die than disobey. The ecstasies did not make him a saint. That sentence did.
Bonaventure, Doctor of the Church: Francis carried the image of the Crucified down from the mountain, not painted by an artist's hand, but written into his flesh by the finger of the living God.
In September 1224 Francis of Assisi climbed Mount Alverna to keep a fast of forty days. He came back down with the wounds of Christ in his hands, feet and side. 🧵
One morning near the feast of the Exaltation of the Cross he saw a seraph with six shining wings descend, and between the wings the Crucified. Joy and grief struck him at once.
Three strokes of the bell tell the people the Lord is coming. A bell has something glad in its sound. In a moment He will be present to renew His Sacrifice.
At the start of the Canon the priest bows low, and seconds later he stands upright again. Bowed he prays the Sanctus; at the Benedictus he straightens and signs himself. Two postures, one act. 🧵
The Benedictus greeted Jesus as He entered Jerusalem. Hosanna is properly salvum fac: help, bring salvation. The same cry now greets Him who is about to come to the altar.
“Christianus sum, et episcopus,” I am a Christian and a bishop. So he confessed before the proconsul. He was beheaded on September 14, 258, and the traditional calendar keeps his feast on the 16th with Pope Cornelius.
Three years after his baptism Carthage elected him bishop. When persecution broke out under Valerian, friends urged him to flee. He stayed, saying a bishop should die in his own city.