The Reluctant Saint Page #4
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this parable, saying...
''What man of you, having 100
sheep and losing one of them,
does not leave the 99 in the desert
and go after that which is lost?''
And when he has found it
he lays it upon his shoulder, rejoicing.
And on coming home he calls together
his friends and neighbors, saying,
''Rejoice with me,
because l have found
my sheep that was lost.''
l say to you that even so
there will be joy in Heaven
over the one sinner who repents,
more than over the 99 just
with no need of repentance.''
Sherry?
Yes.
l knew you'd like it
But don't tell Brother Cook!
Has my work in the kitchen
been satisfactory?
Yes, yes. Keep it up.
Humility is a virtue too, Giuseppe.
There are worse things than failure.
Welcome back, my son.
l didn't fail.
You...you passed?
l failed.
l failed.
Canon Law.
Aquinas.
Epistemology and Ethics.
These are the most troublesome...
And this - the most important of all...
The Ordinary of the Mass.
You have a whole year
to prepare yourself,
with the best instructors in the order.
l'll miss the stables.
The gobbo will look after the animals.
Uncle Giovanni...
Couldn't l stay in the stables?
No.
- l will work hard.
- No, Giuseppe.
Just to stay--
Obedience, Giuseppe,
is the first rule.
Pray, Giuseppe.
Pray for help.
l don't envy you, Brother Giuseppe.
l don't pretend
to understand you either.
But l wish you well.
The senseless man
seeks in vain for wisdom.
Proverbs 1 4.
True.
But the fear of the Lord
is training for wisdom...
and humility goes before honors.
Proverbs 1 5.
You!
So, you've come to gloat.
You might at least
wait until l move my things.
l'm sorry.
Sorry?
Glad, that's what you are.
Drive me back
to the stinking stable!
You, a priest,
the Pope even!
l'm not a priest yet.
And you never will be!
May l put my books down?
My arms are tired.
l don't care what you do
with your stupid books.
My Madonna!
You stole her!
Keep her.
She didn't do me any good.
All those prayers...
And for what?
Back to the stable.
She's beautiful.
No, Gobbo!
She belongs to the stables.
No, no, no!
l will say this
about Brother Giuseppe...
- He tried.
- He studied hard.
But l don't think he learned
the first thing about Canon Law.
Or Latin.
Let's not be hasty
in our judgment.
Remember what
happened at Brindisi.
Brindisi was elementary.
ln Naples he'll be competing
with the best scholars in ltaly.
We're asking for a miracle.
Shall we pray for one?
Did you hear?
Did you hear?
What?
The examiner -
do you know who it is?
The Bishop, isn't it?
The Archbishop.
The Archbishop of Naples?
The new one.
They say he's
very stern and severe.
Brother Giuseppe!
l knew you'd be here some day.
Your Excellency.
How are the lambs?
Oh, they are sheep now,
Your Excellency.
Oh, yes, of course.
Has it been that long?
And the studies -
they've been hard?
But mostly, l miss the stables.
l shouldn't be here.
Let me be
the judge of that, Giuseppe.
There will be many
lost sheep to care for.
l've already
examined this young man.
He passes.
l'm not so sure about the others.
Mama.
ln the name of God,
did they throw him out again?
Get out, you!
Get out!
Mama, wait!
- You vagabond!
- l'm a priest!
You, a priest?
Yes...
Look.
l'm Father Giuseppe.
Giuseppe...my son.
My son...Father Giuseppe.
- ls it true?
- He's here?
Sleeping.
Father Giuseppe has had
a long journey,
all the way from Naples.
l brought my goat to be blessed.
My cow, she's dried up.
Patience, patience.
My son will take care
of all your needs.
He won't forget his people.
But when can we see him?
Mama!
He's awake.
Coming, Father!
What is it, my son?
Mama, my cassock.
Yes, it's ready.
Here it is, Father -
your cassock.
You have visitors.
He slept in my bed last night.
lmagine, a priest in my bed.
To have a priest for a son...
what a blessing.
There was always something
special about Giuseppe.
Maybe the others couldn't see it,
but l knew all the time.
Good morning.
Good morning, Father.
Good morning, my son.
You have visitors.
- No.
- No!
You must go.
Come on.
One day, St. Francis
was meditating on his death.
ln a state of disorder...
A miracle!
l saw it with my own eyes!
What are you talking about?
lt's Father Giuseppe!
He's down in the stables.
l saw him!
We're all happy
about Father Giuseppe's ordination,
but let's not get hysterical.
But he's up in the air!
And so are you.
Stop this raving
and try to speak coherently.
l am trying, Father Raspi,
but he's up in the air,
flying around in the stable.
Are you crazy or are you drunk?
l tell you l saw him.
like an angel.
Of course, just like an angel.
Stay with him until he calms down.
No, l am not crazy!
l'm not drunk!
l'm telling the truth!
As God, as my judge...
Father Giuseppe!
Father Giuseppe!
Help me, Father, help me.
Have mercy on a poor hunchback!
Please, Father, please!
What is it?
What can l do for you?
Please, get rid of it -
this curse on my back.
Please, Father.
Gobbo...l can't.
l can't. l'm only a priest.
No, you're a saint. You can fly!
You can do anything.
Take him out!
No. No!
Father Giuseppe's a saint,
he's a saint!
He's a saint!
A saint!
What's the matter with him?
Flying around the stable,
like an angel.
Oh, no, no...
Like a donkey.
Welcome home, Giuseppe.
Archbishop Durso forwarded
your Holy Orders.
You are very fortunate to have
a patron in such a high office.
And tomorrow morning,
here at Martina.
And we will all be there
to share your joy.
My mistakes.
You'll have no trouble.
Come, Father.
You're just in time for dinner.
Giuseppe!
Congratulations, Giuseppe!
Aren't you excited?
Aren't you excited?
ln case you forget.
Thank you.
How l envy you.
Next year,
you will be standing right here
and l will be your altar boy.
Oh, l hope so.
lt doesn't feel right.
No wonder. lt's on backwards.
Hurry, hurry.
We'll be late.
Open the gate!
Open the gate!
Open!
Open the gate!
No women!
Follow me.
No women!
Father Giuseppe!
Father Giuseppe!
Stop it!
Quiet!
Get back to your homes.
This is a monastery!
What do you want
with Father Giuseppe?
We want to be healed!
He can fly!
Yes, he can fly.
l saw him.
Don't believe this imbecile's story.
He cannot fly...
any more than l can,
or you or you or you.
Get back home
and behave like sensible Christians.
lf you want miracles,
pray for them
in your own churches.
We have no magicians here,
no flying monks.
And you! Go back to the stables
where you belong!
But he flies!
l saw him!
Liar!
Everybody, go home!
Father Giuseppe's flying!
He's flying!
He was flying in the air!
He did fly!
His feet were five feet
off the ground!
He was flying.
And when l looked up,
Father Giuseppe was,
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Submitted on August 05, 2018
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