BROTHER FIRE | Saint Francis of Assisi | EP. 25 - In verna the stigmata | Christian cartoons

St. Francis of Assisi presents Inverna the Stigmata. Good morning, brother animals. Thank you, brother. The dog is barking at someone. Who would it be? Prior Francis is here! Prior Francis! God bless you! Peace and love, my children. I came to cure your patience. But now, please get up. Let me hug you, Renero. It's good to see you, my brother. At last, I found paradise on Earth. God bless you and your friars with peace. Yes, it's true. Your friars are angels. Angels, I tell you! Oh, thank you. How is the Count? Is he feeling any better? Ah, well, he's rather sick, Francis. My son sold everything. The land, the animals. And then he just up and left. It's been ten years and he hasn't come back this way at all. But now Jesus will come to you and you'll see that he never abandons you. He never abandons his children for any reason, Philip. Jesus! Jesus is our Lord! Jesus! I will soon be with him. Now you can rest. Sleep in peace, my child. Now that you've seen all of them, let's go eat something together. You're wrong, Renero. There's one more. No, Francis. I don't see anybody else here to cure. There's no one else. Yes, you're wrong. And I'll easily prove it to you. Come with me right now. Let's go. Follow me. Excuse me, Francis, but why did you bring me here? Remove that rock next to the tree. Please, move it right now, Renero. Trust me and do what I say. But why, Francis? What do you want to do? Just start digging right now. Start digging under the rock. Start digging, Renero. Do it fast. Dig in the dirt. Lift up that rock. Lift it up now. Forgive me, Francis. I will ask all the other brothers to forgive me. I'm begging. I hid these coins for the winter when we would have no alms. I was trying to do the right thing. I know you didn't take them for your own use, brother. But you have still offended the divine generosity of the Lord your God. Understand? It's like you've lost your faith. It's as if you don't trust in the Lord anymore. Quickly, take those coins. Hold them in your hand. Oh, for pity's sake, no! Oh, help! Help me, God! For pity's sake! Do you at least know why Ugolino sent me looking for you? Yes, Elias. He wants something we can't give him. I called you because the Mother Church needs sacred bishops to guide the Lord's flock. All humanity faces great trials. Plague, food scarcity, corruption and sins all have their victims. In the name of Jesus, the Church must be allowed to choose from amongst its worthy brothers so that the Christian people will be guided by sacred hands. Hands such as yours, my dear assembled brothers. But, Eminence, we are poor friars. And besides, the rule of the friars minor, as you know, won't allow us. The Augustinian rule of the Order of the Preachers doesn't accept any position or privileges, your Eminence. An exception. That is what we're asking. An exception. The Church asks for you to make an exception motivated by these times. And you will be the ones to select from among you the best man for the job. I have great confidence that you know better than most the sacrifice that one of you will be called upon to make. If you will be good enough to give to the Church one of the children among you in its hour of need, I believe for you it will be a moment of great happiness and justified pride. Sacred Father, I don't think it is the fairest solution for us. Yes, probably. But it is for the Church, its future, and that is what matters. Your Eminence, you know our Lord guides the destiny of the Church through many mysterious ways, sometimes difficult, but all belong to His divine project. So why not leave in peace those who have chosen poverty to announce the Word of God as a service to the Lord? You shouldn't ask us to change their lives. It will be Jesus who saves His Church, and He will give it holy shepherds. The Holy Spirit will guide them. We need only to have faith in the crucified Christ. He won't abandon His children. He won't abandon us. I suppose, Francis, I am hearing your final word on the matter. Very well, then. Perhaps we disappointed the Cardinal, but we couldn't have answered in any other way. What is your opinion, Friar Domenico? Nothing is casual in the Church of God. Everyone has his own responsibility, and must answer to it and only it, just as everyone else must obey it. Yes, you're right. That's why I'll be going directly to my friars. And where are you going, Domenico? To Bologna, and then to Venice. I have many things to do, friend, before my days reach their end. The important thing is to fulfill God's will. And with His grace, Francis, especially with His grace. If you don't love one another as Jesus has loved you, you won't find peace in your hearts. And you will end up getting lost in thick weeds, and you won't be able to reach the doors of Paradise. The weeds are our sins, the sins of humanity, offenses against our Creator. But because He is infinite, His mercy is infinite. If we ask for His forgiveness, His light becomes as a beacon before us and frees us from our sins. You came here to be cured, therefore you'll have to stay until you feel better. No, you won't be able to keep me here for very long, sister. I won't let you go until you are completely recovered. And then, by holy decree, you will go to Perugia. You have to do it, Francis. Everyone is depending on you. I know you are right. I'll have to go to Perugia. I must see all my friars. That isn't the reason the Pope wants you to go to Perugia. He wants to heal your eyes so you can see again, and we want that too. All right then, I will. If that is what you and the others ask of me, Clara, I'll do it. It's the Lord who cuts the thread of our life. He chooses the moment He does. We have to preserve the body He has given us till the end the best we can. You were the one who taught me that, don't you remember? Neglecting your health is practically a sin of pride, Francis. Don't abandon your children. I'm very grateful. I'm grateful you're my sister, and also that you are my blessed mother superior. But I don't deserve all this attention. I am only one of the Lord's servants, that's all. I would like to bless you, and then I will leave, to you and all your sisters with my love. In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. Amen. Did you see the hands of our father, Francis? They're always covered. Our father loves Jesus so much that he has become like Him. He has received the gift, the wounds of His martyrdom, and His body suffers. O omnipotent God, Holy Lord, Yours is the kingdom, the power, and the glory. All the earth's blessings are Yours. O Holy Father, only You must we praise, and no man is worthy to say Your name. Praise be the Lord and all His creations, especially the sun who lights our day with its beauty, with the splendor that comes from You, Almighty God. And we know that all blessings come from You, and that Your radiance lights the sun. Praise be the Lord for giving us brother moon and the stars in the sky. You created them, clear, precious, and beautiful. They are truly Your gift to us. Blessed art Thou among everything. Praise be the Lord for the brother wind, and also for the air. Praise be the Lord for the clouds, the open air. It sustains all Your creatures and fulfills all their needs. Thank You for everything. Praise be the Lord for sister water. Blessed art Thou, Lord. The water is very useful, humble, valuable, and pure. Praise be the Lord for the brother fire, which illuminates the night. It is so bright. Praise be the Lord for the sister earth, which You sustain and in Your wisdom govern. The earth produces fruits and plants that feed us, and cool grasses for us to walk upon. Praise be the Lord for those who forgive others in the name of Your mercy and love. Praise be the Lord for those who endure infamies and slanders. Praise be the Lord for those who keep peace. They will be crowned in heaven. Hello, Francis. Here's your milk and bread. Don't forget to eat. How do you feel today? Are you any better? Thank you. Your interest is very sincere, sister. I appreciate it. What should I say to Mother Clara? You know she is worried about your health, father. Tell her that I feel stronger, but my eyesight is getting worse. Francis, if you truly feel better, that will make Mother Clara very happy. Take this, brother dog. To see you eating is a divine grace. I will go with Friar Andrea to do what the Holy Father orders me. I have decided to have the surgery performed. It will help me serve the Lord better. We're ready, master. The patient has taken the medicine. You can begin. Well, I'll explain to you what we're going to do. It's a very complicated surgery. I use a flat, thin needle of pure gold. I essentially have to push the cataract out of the way so it won't keep preventing his visual function. I pray that God is with us. We will need His guidance during this procedure. May He watch over us during this surgery and ensure its success. Working on the cornea like this is very difficult. May God's grace shine upon us. In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. Amen. Well then, Dr. Alemano, did you cure him? It is too soon to tell, but I do believe that Brother Francis will see better from now on. The surgery went perfectly. There were no complications. Did you also see his bandaged hands, Joseph? Yes, I saw them. The feet, the hands pierced from side to side and through his ribs, just as Christ was. The wounds are a sign, a gift that only Francis has received. We may not understand, but we truly believe. Francis! Francis came back! Look there! The Lord is with thee. Peace and love, brothers. Now you must get up and let me hug you, Rene. My brother. I am very happy that you gave him sight. Now our sacred father can continue his holy work. As our counsel and our guide. Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee. Blessed art thou among women, and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus. Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners, now and at the hour of our death. Amen.