He brought simplicity back to the church. He laughed, sang, and danced with the peasants. He didn't sing in Latin like the other monks or priests. Instead, he belted out songs in French or the language of the people. He did not read books by theologians, but thought the Bible was all that people needed to read. That's the only book he read.
Just before St. Francis died, he became very ill and was sick in bed for days. He finally dragged himself out of bed to go outside and look at nature. Nature always filled him with praise for the God who created it. So, he wrote a praise song to Jesus and went back to bed singing it. He sang it over and over. He was singing it when he died.
Happy All Saint's Day!
Be a Hero for His Glory!
(Meredith Ludwig Curtis)