BROTHER FIRE | Saint Francis of Assisi | EP. 23 - He lived like Jesus | Christian cartoons

St. Francis of Assisi presents He Lived Like Jesus The friar is always there. He sleeps out in the open with no covering. I think he's still praying. Brother Wolf, you have a family now. God bless you. Shh! Don't make so much noise. Stop bothering Brother Francis. Good. Very well. Brother Francis has to pray. Confine it and I am your servant. Look, he's up there. He's right. There's a light. Something's shining over there. It's been forty days, all alone up there. Forty days? And he hasn't come down yet? How does he manage to survive up there? I heard there's a friar who goes up there once a day and brings him something to eat and to drink. But how does he spend his day if he's always alone? He prays and speaks to the Lord. That's the way he passes the time. He's been praying for forty days straight? Yes, I'm serious. The same way Moses did at Mount Sinai. My Lord, I pray every day that I might suffer as he did on the cross during his last hour, that I may love as he did. Francis, the Lord has heard your prayer. Thank you, Lord. Thank you. You heard me. You've heard the prayer from your humble servant. Blessed art thou, my Lord. Thank you. My Lord, you must answer me. Why have you given me this gift? Why now? Why me? Why am I deserving? Francis, it's been a long time. You haven't come to visit me. Good morning, brother. I'm going to Arezzo. I'm only passing through. Let me take a look at you. Friar Illuminati came here the other day and told me you were sick. And now you feel better? Yes, I'm feeling better. I'm doing very well. You're going everywhere, just like when you were young. I must go as the Lord Jesus went, walking through Palestine, announcing salvation. But you must be careful, Francis. Remember, we are only men. You have to watch your back. Don't worry about that. You know the Lord takes care of me and will never abandon me. That is true, Francis. Please take these. I picked them for you. I thank you. My poor brothers will be grateful. It's not for the poor or your brothers. It's for you to eat, Francis. You need sustenance. I know, but I need so little. I'm very grateful, brother. So long. Jacob! Jacob! It's Francis! What's going on? Why are you screaming like that? Who? Francis of Assisi? Go and tell him to come here. We've tried everything, but her fever hasn't come down yet. She's been like that for two days. She'll die if she doesn't give birth soon. May I come in? Of course. I know, sisters. Don't be afraid. You must stay calm. Now let's pray to Mary, the mother of Jesus. Holy Mother, we implore you to help this woman, to bring into this world the fruit of her womb, as you brought into this world the fruit of yours, Jesus. 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. I'll be back tomorrow. I'll be back to bless you and your child. I promise that. Thank you. I think now he'll be born. At last, here we are in Arezzo. Come here. Do you want to eat? God will pay you, brother. You may sit. Thank you, but I'm not hungry. Where are you going? We're on our way to do justice for the Christians right now. Pardon me, but you're not going to do justice. You're going to kill. You don't know about the ways of war. No, my friend. You're the one who doesn't know. I've been to places you've never seen, learned things you can't imagine. Oh, really, brother? Where? In the forest? In the convent? Tell me. When I was a young man, I also went to war. I walked through rivers of spilled blood on many battlefields in order to save the lives of the injured. I was in Egypt, and I saw the Battle of Demetria. It was a horrible spectacle. Thousands of dead bodies. Christians and Saracens, they were all the same. I met the Sultan in person. I can talk with knowledge. You mustn't harm one another. Don't look to kill your brothers, but to love them. But then you are Francis of Assisi. Yes, I am Francis, servant of Christ. Even if your anger towards your enemies overwhelms you, always remember that life is a gift from God. You've created a miracle in my heart. I no longer want revenge. Where will we spend the night, Francis? We don't know anybody in this town. Here in Arezzo, I have very dear friends. They'll be happy to see us. Our bags are empty. Let's ask for alms, and we will fill them up with everything that they will give us. Do you have something for the poor people, good man? Something to satisfy their hunger? Of course, Friar. Take this bag. It's full of beans. Thank you. God will reward you, brother. I'm very grateful. Thank you, Friar. By the way, I have a son who went to the Crusades. It has been three years, and he hasn't come back. What do you say about that? You must be patient. I'm sure he'll return. Do you really believe that? You're not just saying it? I wouldn't worry about it. He will come back, my friend. I will also give you a bag full of chestnuts. Take it. You will be rewarded for these as well. Celestino, why didn't you say anything to that man? You should have thanked him. It is true. Well then, now you have to go back and thank him for all he gave us in the name of the poor people. Of course, Francis. I just forgot to... I have to go. I'll be right back. What's the matter, friar? Can I help you with something? Please, I want to excuse myself. I didn't thank you. Don't worry about that. Brother Francis already did. You are a good person, but the truth is I had to do it. I really appreciate it, brother. God will bless you. Thank you. Woman, do you have anything to give to the poor? Something to eat? Anything at all? Of course I do for such a handsome friar. It would be impossible to refuse you anything. Hold on a moment. These cabbages are very good. They're from my garden. You won't find anything like them anywhere. God will reward you, sister. God will reward you. God will pay you in full, sister. My friend's house is still further in this direction. They'll take us in. Don't worry about it. Wait, friar. I recognize you. You are Francis of Assisi. Take this bread for the poor. I believe I also recognized you. Don't you have a son? Of course. And you also met him. You have a very good memory, Francis. I also remember that you used to hit him and make him cry a lot. Isn't that true? I did it because he was bad. But after he kissed your hand, he became good. He's different. I'm very happy, ma'am. And do you go to confession? Tell me honestly. If I had sins, I would go. But I don't. Listen. The Lord knows your heart. You can't lie to Him. Let he who is without sin throw the first stone. These are the words He left us. Oh, when you put it that way, I may have a few. Go and confess them with humility, sister, and beg the Lord for His forgiveness. And where is your friend's house, brother? Is it much further? It's over there, outside the city walls. Look who's coming there. It's Francis. Francis! I can't believe it! But where is it? Beyond these unfortunate houses? We have arrived. These are my friends. Praise the Lord. Francis! Oh, let me get close to him. Let me see him. Is it really him? I remember that once I was called here to rescue you from a wolf which was terrorizing the whole zone. Isn't that true? Yes, that is true. And it stayed here to live with us, tame as a sheep. It lived with us for many years until it died of old age. Yes, I remember him well. Excuse me, sir. Could you please help me? How dare you bother Francis! I'm begging you. You must help me. Look at my hand. It's become stiff like a stone. You can't leave me like this. I'm begging you, Francis. Help me. God will cure you, sister. God will cure you. Take this. Touch it, Francis. Touch it, please. What do you use this cloth for, dear sister? It's good to reduce fever. What you touch, it becomes miraculous. Everybody knows that. Don't deny that grace to me. No, go away. I won't do it. Do you hear me? Stop it. Well then, let me kiss your hands. Francis! Touch my hand and I'll confess myself. I know it's true. They say you're sane. Enough, brother. Stop. Francis! Ah, Friar Louis. Welcome home, dear Francis. Come in now. The soup is ready. Would you like some? I thank you, Louis, but I'm with some friends who will share our food, if you don't mind. Please, come inside, my brothers. I commend you to the Lord, my brothers, and always remember, the last shall be first and the first shall be last. These are the words of God. Your hands look as good as new. Yes, but now you must help me. A farmer went out to sow his seed. As he was scattering the seed, some fell along the path. It was trampled on, and the birds of the air ate it up. Some fell on rock, and when it came up, the plants withered because they had no moisture. Other seed fell among thorns, which grew up with it and choked the plants. Still other seed fell on good soil. It came up and yielded a crop a hundred times more than what was sown. When he said this, he called out, He who has ears to hear, let him hear. His disciples asked him what this parable meant. He said, This is the meaning of the parable. The seed is the word of God. Those along the path are the ones who hear, and then the devil comes and takes away the word from their hearts so that they may not believe and be saved. Those on the rock are the ones who receive the word with joy, but they have no root. They believe for a while, but in time of testing they fall away. The seed that fell among the thorns stands for those who hear, but as they go on their way they are choked by life's worries, riches and pleasures, and they do not mature. But the seed on good soil stands for those with a noble and good heart who hear the word and retain it. Now tell me, from the deepest part of your heart, how do you receive the word of God? Are you the good soil that Jesus mentions? Let us pray together. I implore you, Lord, let the sweet strength of your love fill my mind and cleanse it from all the worldly thoughts that weigh it down. In this way, may I experience love as only you can. May I experience the love that you died for, the holy love of the Father for his children. Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come, thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread and forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us. Francis. Yes? I made this pie of flour and cheese as a show of gratitude to you. I was only able to do this because you healed my hands. It is delicious, sister. Thank you. But the rest, I would like you to eat with your children. It is so good, my sister, that I prefer you share it with your family instead of with me. That would make me happy. Thank you. You are blessed, Francis. Look! Francis is coming back! Quick, come out, all of you! Francis is coming back! I thank the Lord that I am back here with you. This is my home, my brothers. And always remember, it is only before Jesus that you need to confess your sins and bare your soul. Only before Him.