Unsisterly death
It’s time for the annual rant against Francis of Assisi. To say anything critical of the 13th Century is on a par with saying nasty things about Princess Diana or Mother Theresa, but every year around this time his Canticle of the Sun appears somewhere – at some Saint Francis’ Day celebration or at harvest festival – and gets under the skin.
It’s benign stuff, until the penultimate stanza:
…Most High, all-powerful, all-good Lord,
All praise is Yours, all glory, honour and blessings.
To you alone, Most High, do they