The Franciscans and us? We go way back!
St. Teresa of Avila’s spiritual director at one point was a Franciscan. St. Therese’s middle name was Frances. The first novice directress for our community in Mexico was a Franciscan sister. And our chaplain at our Motherhouse is a Franciscan.
So you might say that we are a bit Franciscan at heart. Oh, definitely Carmelite, but there is just a touch of St. Francis in us.
Today is the feast of St. Francis. But it is also a Monday, which means we were back to our usual weekly routine. Some of us spent the morning in the kitchen making peach pies for an upcoming fundraiser. (Eight down, two hundred forty-two to go!) We use cookie cutters on the crust to make them decorative and wonder of wonders, our cookie cutters had a mind of their own this morning!
The plan was to simply cut out a “P” in the center (for peach) and a few small stars around the edge, just to let it vent, but also to add some class. The alphabet cutters are right next to the animal cutters, so both had to come out. And wouldn’t you know, before our very eyes, these little pieces of metal magically jumped out of their containers, danced across our pie dough, and, well, you can see the results.
“St. Francis, ora pro nobis”
Not only did they come to life by themselves, they wrote in Latin! I’d say those are some pretty talented cookie cutters!
All right, all right, I confess. We just got a little carried away. I’m not sure who decided to add the little kitty and the fish, but I thought it was a nice touch.
We have been told that no one makes pies like we do. Now today we really have proof!
Happy feast of St. Francis!!!