"For Sister Poverty, we give thanks. For Brother Want, we give thanks." I love the dynamic between St. Francis and St. Clare. Their love for each other, which I suppose is ultimately a love for the Way of Jesus, is inspiring - especially in a world where some powerful, influential men feel like they can't have close female companions without being corrupted or tempted or something. I love the way you painted the scene of him marching her down to the covent after their "romantic" encounter at St. Mary's. I cracked up as I read it early this morning.
"For Sister Poverty, we give thanks. For Brother Want, we give thanks." I love the dynamic between St. Francis and St. Clare. Their love for each other, which I suppose is ultimately a love for the Way of Jesus, is inspiring - especially in a world where some powerful, influential men feel like they can't have close female companions without being corrupted or tempted or something. I love the way you painted the scene of him marching her down to the covent after their "romantic" encounter at St. Mary's. I cracked up as I read it early this morning.