Kolbe Responds
Mother: Oh Raymond, Raymond, what's to become of you? :(
Raymond: I'll stay pure & give my life; Our Lady says it's true.
Jesus: Father Maximilian Kolbe, if you love Me... feed my sheep! :O
Priest: And I'll even share my soup, and my Auschwitz brothers-- keep.
Nazi: Prisoner number 16,670--- who are you?! :O
Fr. Kolbe: I am a Catholic priest! I have no family, too.
[Inspired by:
A Man for Others: Maximilian Kolbe --the Saint of Auschwitz-- in the Words of Those Who Knew Him book by Patricia Treece, + the M.I. movie
(not Mission Impossible, but the Militia of the Immaculata!)]
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