The mother is wracked with fear! Her child has a high fever. The physicians cannot cure him. In desperation, her husband seeks the holy man from Assisi. She hears a knock on the door; she flings it open! There is only a small barefoot man, dressed in a patched brown robe, with a cord around his waist. He begs for alms; she almost slams the door! But she stops, there is something about him. She gives him some bread and fruit. He touches her arm; “Pace e Bene!” he whispers and leaves. She hears her child’s voice!
The above is a response to a challenge, that I found on The WRITE Place, and from Friday Fictioneers!
Musings From St. Anthony's Walnut Tree 
What a beautiful story! It also reminds us to think of others even in times of adversity.
Who knows where it may lead?
Thank you for giving my afternoon a lift 😀
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You are welcome!
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Give unto others…
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Thank you!
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Wonderful story!
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Thank you!
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A powerful messgae in your words. Well done ..!!!
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Thank you!
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A beautiful reflection. Thank you/
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Fear will cause many to slam the door when they ought to welcome in the beggar. Well told.
MG
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Dear Deacon Jonathan,
Welcome to Friday Fictioneers. Your tale is a reminder that when we greet strangers we might be greeting angels unaware. Nicely done
Shalom,
Rochelle
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That’s a lovely story, compassion always works both ways.
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