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" Perhaps my favorite story about Francis is that first encounter he reportedly had with his guard after becoming pope. As I have heard it, Argentinian cardinal Jorge Mario Bergoglio had just spent his first night sleeping as Pope Francis. In the morning he went outside of his new simple guest room and discovered a Swiss Army guard, who traditionally protects the pope. “Who are you?” Francis asked. “I am your guard” came the reply. “Where is your chair?” asked Francis. “My commandant says we must stand while we guard.” Then Francis told the guard there was now a new commandant. “How long have you been here?” asked Francis. “All night,” replied the guard. The pontiff told the guard to wait a minute, then came out with a chair for him to sit on. When Francis asked him if he had had something to eat, the guard started to say, “My commandant . . .” then trailed off. “Wait a minute,” said Francis again, then came back with a sandwich, and the two sat and ate together. A closed and judging church was trying to become an open and encountering church. "

Jim Wallis , Christ in Crisis: Why We Need to Reclaim Jesus


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Jim Wallis quote : Perhaps my favorite story about Francis is that first encounter he reportedly had with his guard after becoming pope. As I have heard it, Argentinian cardinal Jorge Mario Bergoglio had just spent his first night sleeping as Pope Francis. In the morning he went outside of his new simple guest room and discovered a Swiss Army guard, who traditionally protects the pope. “Who are you?” Francis asked. “I am your guard” came the reply. “Where is your chair?” asked Francis. “My commandant says we must stand while we guard.” Then Francis told the guard there was now a new commandant. “How long have you been here?” asked Francis. “All night,” replied the guard. The pontiff told the guard to wait a minute, then came out with a chair for him to sit on. When Francis asked him if he had had something to eat, the guard started to say, “My commandant . . .” then trailed off. “Wait a minute,” said Francis again, then came back with a sandwich, and the two sat and ate together. A closed and judging church was trying to become an open and encountering church.