Pope John Paul the Great
I prayed this time wouldn't come. But it does. And it appears that the great leveler will be taking this beautiful, bent man to his greater reward. God love you and bless Karol Wojtyla.
Thank you for service, for your light, for your life.
I remember 1978 and the events that took place which brought you to the throne of Peter. I couldn't have cared less. I was a cocky 18 year old who was a nihilist verging on atheism. But a thin, gentle thread kept me from crossing that line. My journey back to the Church continues to this day. This old institution which is scoffed at by the moderns is, as Chesterton wrote, ever new and young again, every day.
And I have you to thank.
By bringing me back to the Church, you opened up Christ to me. And I wept with joy each time He was revealed to me. At the birth of our children, my wedding, the deaths of my ancestors and my father...all a revelation of His love and suffering. And Christ opened me up to His Father. And God, opened me up to my neighbor.
You bolstered my mind with your writings. and rather than lose it, as so many who don't know Christ believe, it was given back to me. The profundity of this gift, this gift of thought, rational, logical thought, given freely to me by the Creator, makes me fall to my knees in deep appreciation at being so unworthy.
And now your suffering makes bright the darkness that is this life of death.
This dark world of ours, filled with voices rejoicing at your demise, is filled with light and they who mock, will scamper back under the rocks they came from...and we who love life, will celebrate your coming and your leaving.
Thank you Heavenly Ftaher, for giving us this good man as our shepard.
God love and keep you Karol.
Thank you for service, for your light, for your life.
I remember 1978 and the events that took place which brought you to the throne of Peter. I couldn't have cared less. I was a cocky 18 year old who was a nihilist verging on atheism. But a thin, gentle thread kept me from crossing that line. My journey back to the Church continues to this day. This old institution which is scoffed at by the moderns is, as Chesterton wrote, ever new and young again, every day.
And I have you to thank.
By bringing me back to the Church, you opened up Christ to me. And I wept with joy each time He was revealed to me. At the birth of our children, my wedding, the deaths of my ancestors and my father...all a revelation of His love and suffering. And Christ opened me up to His Father. And God, opened me up to my neighbor.
You bolstered my mind with your writings. and rather than lose it, as so many who don't know Christ believe, it was given back to me. The profundity of this gift, this gift of thought, rational, logical thought, given freely to me by the Creator, makes me fall to my knees in deep appreciation at being so unworthy.
And now your suffering makes bright the darkness that is this life of death.
This dark world of ours, filled with voices rejoicing at your demise, is filled with light and they who mock, will scamper back under the rocks they came from...and we who love life, will celebrate your coming and your leaving.
Thank you Heavenly Ftaher, for giving us this good man as our shepard.
God love and keep you Karol.
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