Photo: ducks in a row
Apparently, in the absence of a human audience, St. Francis preached to the birds. I suppose in a way blogging is like preaching to the birds.
I wonder if the musings Francis shared with his fowl friends were actually sermons to himself.
My blogs are.
I think you can tell what issues a preacher struggles with depending on the number of times certain topics re-surface in his sermons. I think that when a writer addresses particular topic it’s because they are working through it -or letting it work through them.
My little granddaughter told me she needed a cup of water so it could go into her mouth and then to her tummy and down to her toes to help them grow. Yup. I get that.
I write to the birds. My musings are really a sermon to self. If the birds can say “Yup! I get that!” it’s a bonus. I am happy to share -but these bits of insight are not always down to my toes yet.
So, I wonder what issue Francis was struggling with?
My little sisters, the birds, much bounden are ye unto God, your Creator, and always in every place ought ye to praise Him, for that He hath given you liberty to fly about everywhere, and hath also given you double and triple raiment; moreover He preserved your seed in the ark of Noah, that your race might not perish out of the world; still more are ye beholden to Him for the element of the air which He hath appointed for you; beyond all this, ye sow not, neither do you reap; and God feedeth you, and giveth you the streams and fountains for your drink; the mountains and valleys for your refuge and the high trees whereon to make your nests; and because ye know not how to spin or sow, God clotheth you, you and your children; wherefore your Creator loveth you much, seeing that He hath bestowed on you so many benefits; and therefore, my little sisters, beware of the sin of ingratitude, and study always to give praises unto God.
Saint Francis of Assisi – c1220