Fr.Z was in St. Peter's square yesterday and wrote this moving piece:
He came out without all the trappings of office. He looked downward, almost to his feet, which is
consistent with what I recall of this man of few words. I had the sense that he was, rightly, terrified.
In a few words he had people praying… people want to pray, you know, when there is a certain trumpet, certain voice to lead… praying for Benedict. And he began to pray…
Our Father…
The crowds took him up.
Hail Mary…
And that’s when I broke down.
Glory be to the Father….
He called for silence… he imposed a ready voluntary silence… which must preceed any undertaking.
Silence in St. Peter’s Square during the first words of the Pope. Silence.
I don’t know what to expect from this new Pope of ours. He reached out in a a definitive way to the old Pope, Benedict. Later we learned in a press conference that Francis called Benedict before appearing on the balcony and that he will visit him tomorrow/today/ He reached out in a definitive way to the Romans, for this is now his diocese. He reached out to a great many who are yearning for a strong but simple message.
And part of that message was silence.
Here is a man who, as head of the Jesuits in Argentina, helped to stave off Liberation Theoolgy by keeping his province under control. He lived in an apartment rather than the episcopal palace and rode public transportation. He has lived with one lung most of his life. He kept the priests of the place out of political strife. He cooked and cleaned for himself and took care of a disabled Jesuit brother. He is now “Francis”.
“Francis”, I thought.
I suspected that he was invoking Francis of Assisi for his simplicity and evangelical witness. But there is also Francis Xavier, the mighty Jesuit missionary.
Either way, neither saint was a pastel picture or statue. They were both as hard as nails and willing to die in their service of the Church. Think of Francis Xavier and the conversions and baptisms in Asia. Think of Francis of Assisi, who went for a face off with the Sultan during the Crusades and so impressed him that he survived with praises.
Personally, I worry about a Jesuit Pope, not because he might be Jesuitical. I suspect there are a lot of liberal, slightly Catholic Jesuits spinning this election like doomed Grimm’s figures, bizzarely working gold into straw. I worry a bit because there is an old adage that good Jesuits and good liturgical worship are almost like matter and anti-matter. Rare is the Jesuit who is also a good liturgist.
But, in the balance…. will this Pope turn back Benedict’s vision? No.
Is he going to change the Church’s teaching on homosexual sex? No.
Is he going to change the Church’s teaching on contraception? No.
Is he going the change… change… change…? No.
I suspect that, as a nearly complete outsider regarding the Roman Curia, he will begin to tred with tiny steps. But the Curia will be walking on eggshells around this unknown force in their midst. The house needs purification. I think he will undertake it, but perhaps not with heads on pikes along the Via della Conciliazione.
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