I’m a Hebrew Catholic. I converted at age 18. My entire education was in Catholic schools run by the Capuching Franciscan Friars. Their kindness and their love for their founded was something that alwasy impressed me. By the time I reached high school I wanted to know more about this man that the friars kept talking about in class, in prayer, through art and music. I had never met any group so much in love with their spiritual father as were the Capuchins.
One day I remember going to the library in our high school and picking up a small book called THE PERFECT JOY OF ST. FRANCIS. I believe that I read it in one night. He amazed me. Everything that I had seen the friars do and say was in that biography. I then understood their great love for him and why they promoted him so much among the students. He was a splendid teacher of truth and self-giving.
The more I thought about Francis of Assisi, the more I wondered about Jesus Christ. I thought about “my friars” as I called them. All the pieces began to fit together. Jesus had brought them to him through St. Francis. They wanted to be like Francis in all things, because Francis had found the perfect path to Christ. In other words, he was not only their father, but he was an example that the Christian life was possible and necessary for happiness in this world and the next.
His simplicity moved me, not because he was such a simple man as most people claimed, but just the opposite. He was one of the most comples personalities in human history. His teachings had layer and layers of truth and depth. His understanding of Jewish life was incredible. He was the perfect Jew. He believed in the porphecies. He saw them come to life and saw their fulfillment in the Gospel of Jesus Christ. He lived the life of the Torah without apologies, without glossing over it. The commandments were not only a law to him, as they were to our Jewish anscestors, but they had become incarnate in the peson of Jeus Chirst. I could see Moses in him. Like Moses, he led the people of the Middle Ages out of slavery and into thre freedom of the Children of God. In a rather mysterious way, he was the modern Israel who saw the promise of a savior come to lfie and be fulfilled in Jesus Christ. Like all good Jews, his followed after the fulfilled promise of God, which is Jesus Christ incarnate. Finallly, like Israel, he suffered for his faith. His gift back to God was a broken body, but a liberated spirit. He had become liberated by his faith in Jesus. In other words, Francis of Assisi discovered in Christ and his Gospel the secret that was mean for Israel and he embraced it not only with his mind, his soul, his body, but also with his life.
After thinking, praying and asking more questions about Francis of Assisi, everything that I had ever heard about Jesus Christ suddenlty made sense to me.
This is why I get very upset when people say that Jews and other non Catholics are damned, becasue they have heard about Christ and have not accepted him. It’s not enough to hear about Jesus Christ. You have to be able to understand Jesus. You have to be able to feel Jesus. You have to be able to reconcile Jesus and your faith. You have to be able to feel that what your doing, converting, is not a betrayal of God, but the fulfillment of what God wants for you. This is not as simple as hearing and saying, “Yes, I’m going to convert to the Catholic faith.” We can hear many things, but we can only convert when we believe. We only come to believe when we are in touch with people who personify what they teach, becasue then it comes alive.
This is what the Capuchin Franciscans and St. Francis did for me. They personified Christ. I could see and touch him through them. Maybe that’s why I’m a Franciscan today, withough have lost any of my Jewish flavor. I never had to leave that behind, becasue it all fits together like a perfely made puzzle.
Fraternally,
Br. JR, OSF