I watched the unveiling of the of the new Pope just a moment ago, mostly out of curiosity. I haven’t been following the coverage much… but I was strangely drawn into the excitement. Just a few years ago, I would have judged the Catholic Church harshly for venerating one human being so highly (and usually a white, european male). Understanding a little more about the Church’s history helps…
What I like about Jorge Mario Bergoglio from the descriptions I’ve heard is that he is a real pastor and strove to live a simple life. He was a child of immigrant parents, worked with the poor, washed the feet of HIV/AIDS patients, cooks his own food and takes the bus. He’s a Jesuit and has taken on the name Francis (a first for the history of Popes).
I loved how they picked someone who wasn’t even considered in the running according to the media. And he’s the first non-European Pope. Thank God.
When he finally addressed the crowd I was disarmed by his humor, and was impressed by his request to prayer for his predecessor (again, unheard of since this hasn’t happened in 600 yrs).
And so I found myself praying along the prayer of Our Father. And moved again as this humble man asked for the Church to pray for him. There’s a lot on his plate and I certainly don’t envy his position. But I pray because what is good for the Catholic Church is good for the Universal Church… and ultimately the world.
Glory be to the Father. Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit. As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, world without end.