The world at the moment seems a little more lost than usual. The Shepard has gone and has left the flock alone to find their way. The world as we know it seems a little more darker, lonlier, and questionable.
Pope John Paul was the only Pope I really remember. I used to have a postcard of him in his papal outfit on skis. I thought he was the coolest guy on Earth. He was a part of my childhood--he was the guy closet to the sky--to heaven. We honored him every Sunday at church. He was the coolest--he stood for everything good on this Earth--I still think so. I miss the guy aleady; I wish I met him personally.
Yes, I'm Catholic--but I'm not the perfect Catholic. I'm divorced, but I still go to church, and I take my kids to church as often as I can get them there. There are some things I question about my faith; I think that is truly natural because I'm a human being. I don't think there is a such a thing has a perfect Christian or Catholic, Jew--no such thing in this world; but my Pope was pretty darn close to it.
I am happy that he has reached his destiny--he is with his Master. He has fullfilled his life and his mission; I feel privledged to know of his grace and hear his words, but I can't stop feeling the emptiness of losing an old friend.
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The pope is a human being like anyone else, he cannot get into heaven unless he accepted Jesus as his Lord and Master and was born again. He will have to account for his sins the same as you and I, for all have sinned and come short of the glory of God. No one can pray another into heaven, if you havent accepted the Lord before death its too late.
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