27 Sunday of Ordinary Time

The Transitus of St. Francis of Assisi

800yrs ago on Oct. 3,

Sister Death came for St. Francis. 

Death was not the grim reaper for Francis;

But his sister who came to carry him home. 

Francis so loved the world, 

More than anyone 

Except God !

Francis played in Brother Sun. 

And danced beneath Sister Moon. 

He bathed in sister Water

He breathed in Brother wind and air

And walked barefoot on Sister Earth. 

Everyone and everything

 was brother and sister and mother to Francis. 

Even Death;

And that is why Francis welcomed Death as his sister. 

Because as much as Francis loved this world

He knew he was only a Pilgrim passing through. 

And that Sister Death would carry him home. 

Sister Death therefore is not the end

But the beginning. 

Not a separation but a reunion;

And that as we play in this world

The evening will come

When sister Death calls out to us

That it is time to come home;

For dinner is ready;

The table is set

And everyone has gathered;

Around the Supper of the Lamb.