Posted on 02/16/2016 6:59:05 PM PST by Salvation
Some of Justice Antonin Scalia's decisions I agreed with and some I disagreed with. But I've never once doubted the sincerity of his beliefs.
Now that he is gone from this earth, I can tell a story I've held inside for many years, a scene that touched me deeply and profoundly. I cannot think of him without remembering this moment.
It was a spring afternoon some years ago, and he was attending church services, sitting in a back pew, holding his prayer book in his hands. The Mass had ended and most people had gone. He was still saying prayers, alone in the back pew.
He finally got up and began to walk out. There were no reporters, nobody watching. There was only a woman who had been attending the same services. She had no idea who he was. I was a bystander, and I'm certain he didn't know I was there.
What was a bit unusual about this woman: she had lashing sores on her face and hands. They were open sores. There was some disease, and not just physically. She behaved strangely, a troubled person that you meet in large cities and quickly walk away from. A person to avoid and certainly never touch.
For whatever reason, she walked up to Justice Scalia, who was alone. He took her hands, though they were full of sores. She leaned in to say something, and she began to cry.
He held her face next to his, and she talked beneath her tears that were now streaming down his suit. He didn't flinch. He didn't try to get away. He just held her while she spoke. This lasted for perhaps more than 5 minutes. He closed his eyes while she she spoke, gripping her back with his hand.
He didn't recoil. He stood there with conviction. And love.
There were no cameras and no other onlookers besides myself, and he had no idea I was there.
Finally she was finished. What he said comforted her, and she gained composure. She pulled away, ready to go. He held her rough, sore-filled hands and had a few final words that I could not hear. He gave her some money.
And then she walked away.
And then he walked away, across the green grass, toward the Supreme Court building, alone. He was probably preparing for an afternoon of work.
I stood there in awe. Here we have one of Washington's most powerful men, a star by any standard. Cameras followed him all over. That kind of attention can get to you -- in time, you might begin to believe that your life is a performance.
Not in Justice Scalia's case. What I saw that day was a humble man, a compassionate man, a man who believed in the power of personal contact. This was the action of a man of true principle and character. In that action, he sought no credit and sought no attention. He was merely doing a humane and beautiful thing.
A theme in his career was human freedom. Scalia believed in it. And why? Because he thought humanity could generate better outcomes than all the planning and all the power ever mustered by the central state. This was a principle he lived.
I've not told this story until now, simply because I've long known that he never sought public recognition for his charity. Charity is simply a form of love, and genuine love does not seek out public recognition.
With this one action, he touched not only her life but mine too. I can only imagine how many other examples his friends could name.
This was a good man. It is so rare for a man of this quality to gain the high level of influence and power that he did in his lifetime.
Lord Acton had a dictum that power tends to corrupt. What I saw that day was the rare exception. Power did not corrupt this man. He remained true to himself and true to his principles.
How unusual: a public figure in his position he never stopped being a good, even great, person.
May his beautiful soul now rest in God's loving care.
Jeffrey Tucker is Director of Digital Development at FEE and CLO of the startup Liberty.me. Author of five books, and many thousands of articles, he speaks at FEE summer seminars and other events.
Catholic Ping!
They rest from their labor, and their deeds go before them.
Thank you for posting this.
This country lost a very good man who will be sorely missed by many.
He served our nation very well, and we will find he’ll be very difficult to replace.
May the servant of God Antonin’s Memory be Eternal!
And thanks to Jeffrey Tucker for preserving it.
May other public servants live the fullness of their vocation.
What a dear and wonderful story, Salvation. Thank you for sharing it here.
Many thanks for this!
Amen!!!!
THANKS SALVATION!
I thought it was such a touching story.
An honor to post it.
Your link does not work for me.
This one does:
https://fee.org/articles/justice-scalia-s-great-heart/
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Begin your day in prayer with GOD...and it’ll help you battle demonic events during your work day!!
What a beautiful story, Salvation. May we all strive to follow his example.
Thanks for that.
Story in the Atlantic City Press this morning about a local judge who was retiring last year and wrote to Scalia to see if he could go visit the Justice - got a positive reply and took his son and a colleague from the bench to DC - sat in on several arguments before the Supremes and afterwards went to chambers to meet Scalia - they discussed the cases just heard and then got into more everyday matters, including the fact that Scalia knew our little town in which the retiring judge lived because as a kid he used to pass through it on his way from Trenton to Ocean City for summer stays at the shore - the judge described him as being very charming and personable - “He was terrific - it was like standing there talking to your father or grandfather”, said he...
Thanks so much for posting.
And the King shall answer and say unto them, Verily I say unto you, Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me.
Perhaps we should all set aside a moment now and then to pounder the effects on our lives from some of his rulings. I know! It could be when I am
waiting in traffic to be sniffed by pd and ask if I have committed a crime for which there is no probable cause to ask. Unreasonable searches and seizures applies to the individual not the collective, mr original intentl.
But I guess being whisked in a chauffer driven limosine into the underground secure parking at the sc you wouldn’t know of such intrusions
Upon my liberty to come and go as I please.
Wow, what a testimony. Imagine visiting a Supreme Court judge with your son.
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