Brother Ass

The following post is dedicated to my favorite “ass.”

My Beloved has more often than a time or two been on the receiving end of a verbal “ass” calling. (Not to be confused with a “booty” call, which I am sure he has been on both ends of, and also not to be confused with anal, which I am fairly certain he has not been on either end of.) Always, of course, in jest. But always, of course, to convey a message.

I laughed, out loud, with glee, when I read last night in The Four Loves how St. Francis (of Assisi, not the current Pope Francis) used to refer to himself as “Brother Ass.”

More specifically, his body. But still. It is absolutely fitting.

“Ass is exquisitely right because no one in his sense can either revere or hate a donkey. It is a useful, sturdy, lazy, obstinate, patient, lovable and infuriating beast; deserving now the stick and now a carrot; both pathetically and absurdly beautiful.”

In short, “ass” is important!

donkey

– J. Ela

 

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