Jn 21:15-17
St. John Paul II, whose memorial we celebrate today, was elected pope on 16 October 1978. I was sitting in my office when My first patient came in for her appointment. She sat down next to the desk and said, "Well, we have a Polish Pope." "A what?" She repeated herself.
"Will you excuse me for a moment? I don't think mom has the television on. If I don’t tell her to turn it on I’m dead. Back in a minute."
John Paul II was inaugurated on October 22, 1978 forty-eight years ago today. The excitement in my mostly Polish hometown didn't diminish for a while. Who could have known the impact this man would have on the world? Who could have predicted his face would become the most recognized on the planet? Who could have predicted he would become the most admired man in the world? And no commie in Eastern Europe could have known that, within a short time of his election, he would be instrumental in the downfall of their sad system, the liberation of Poland, and eventually, the destruction of the Berlin Wall the symbol of evil that cast a shadow over the younger years of the Baby Boomers.
The world did not anticipate such a pope. The world desperately needed such a pope. Through the action of the Holy Spirit at the conclave, the world, indeed the entire universe, received the grace it needed when it needed it the most.
Karol Wojtyła’s mother died when he was nine. His life being raised by a single father, his brilliant student years, and his formation in an underground seminary while simultaneously working in a factory, all came together to create a man who was to become a force of nature.
The gospel highlights the memorial. Jesus admonished Peter, whom John Paul succeeded, "Feed my lambs. Feed my sheep." Before all else, the man born Karol Jozef Wojtyła was a shepherd of souls. He was a priest under trying and at times dangerous conditions. The communists, like many leftists in the U.S. today, feared nothing more than the Catholic Church. Thus, they tried to suppress it. John Paul prevailed and then some.
St. John Paul's motto was: Totus Tuus. "All Yours" a shortened version of a saying of St. Louis Montfort: "I am all yours, and all that I have is yours, through Mary, your most holy Mother."
Thus, today we celebrate the Memorial of this most remarkable man. Poet. Playwright. Philosopher. Priest. Diplomat. Bishop. And finally Pope, a Pope whose impact on the world will not be fully understood for decades.
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Would have posted earlier today but it turned out to be "one of those days." However, it seems wrong to allow this particular memorial to pss without a homily. I've rarely admired a man as much.
Too miserable of a day to have the energy to flip through photo files.



















