Back in the mid 1970's (August 1976 to be exact) I entered the Third Order of St. Francis in Loretto PA. I was 24 years old and the world was at my disposal. I fell madly in love with St. Francis of Asissi and was bound and determined to serve God as a Franciscan Friar.
This is a picture of me mugging for the camera. The crucifix I am holding in my hand today is in my living room, it was a gift to me from Brother Ambrose. The cord from my hibit hangs from it. I hope to be buried with both of these artifacts. I was the sacristan and from what I can see, it looks like I was just getting ready to set up the priest's vestments for Mass.
God has been very good to me over the years, if a bit mysterious. I have been blessed with feeling Him with me all of my life, never have I known a moment without Him. I was angry with Him when I left the monastery, but I got over it and He loved me all through the years of my bitterness. I thank Him now for all of the things He has done for me, for all the people he has led me to and for all of the circumstances that have brightened and or changed my life over the years.
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