Posted on 08/01/2002 9:07:43 PM PDT by Pokey78
Edited on 04/23/2004 12:04:41 AM PDT by Jim Robinson. [history]
The pope's trip to the Americas has ended in Mexico with the canonization of the fabled Juan Diego of Guadalupe, the 464th saint recognized by the church since John Paul's papacy began. The pontiff has now recognized more saints than all his predecessors combined. His readiness to canonize is in service of an eagerness to evangelize. This is John Paul's desire: To raise up from as many nationalities, ethnic groups and indigenous peoples as possible a saint who is of them, from them and yet an exemplar of the universal church.
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So when I saw those sobbing, reaching Mexicans I knew what they knew. When you see the pope something happens. You expect to be moved but it's bigger than that and more surprising. It feels like a gaiety brought by goodness. It feels like a bubbling up. I think some people feel humbled by some unseen gravity and others lifted by some unknown lightness.
It's like some great white dove flutters from your chest, emerges and flies upward. And you didn't even know it was there. And all this leaves you reaching outward, toward one who is broken, ungainly, without grace. And it fills you with tears. Or so it seems to me. At least that was my experience.
That's quite impressive, isn't it?
Peggy, the force of your words are a blow to the soul.
A privelege to even be privy to it.
This man is old, a caged lion bent and spent.
And still they sobbed and reached for him.
Of all people, I thought you'd have been all over that little tidbit..
isn't this just a brilliant piece of writing?
She was talking about a big kitty, is all.
I was educated totally in Catholic Schools,... in grammer school I had Nuns (The Sisters of Notre Dame)... in High School I had Franciscan Brothers... for my one year of college I had more Franciscan Brothers!!!
I got beatings in all of them except for college and I am damn glad I did... when "one" is in school the object of the exercise is to learn, not to be dressed cool or get high or laid...
and I can honestly tell you I never got a beating I didn't deserve, actually I got away with a few things so I am still ahead of the game!!!
Unless all the misery I endure on the NYC Transit System is God paying me back!!!
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