Dear Fr. Edward,
Thank you for the poem-record of Pope Francis making himself at home.
In our young days, we seem to have meandered the places from Angelicum and Gregorianum to St. Peters and John Lateran.
Verses in four pages allow the access of 'Insert jump break'.
In Dno.
Donald
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Sent: Friday, 12 April 2013, 22:50
Subject: Some more lines --- Pope Francis taking possession of Saint John Lateran
From: edward ...
To: Donald ....
Sent: Friday, 12 April 2013, 22:50
Subject: Some more lines ---
Dear Father Donald,
Here are some recent lines - not the last piece which I have just
finished, and over which I want to check tomorrow ("On the Power of
Mary").
I do not think it can fit in with your requirements because it is four
pages long.
H... would like a copy.
I hope that the weather has improved. We have had a few days cold with
snow and rather cold - after such a mild winter.
Blessings in Domino,
Fr Edward O.P.
Pope Calls for Courage to Accept God's Mercy
He gave his message
as he took possession of St. John Lateran Basilica in Rome
Apr 07, 2013
Rome, Italy - Pope
Francis took possession of his cathedral as Bishop of Rome
and spoke about how God’s mercy and patience should challenge everyone
to find the courage to accept his love.
and spoke about how God’s mercy and patience should challenge everyone
to find the courage to accept his love.
Pope Francis taking
possession of Saint John Lateran
Yesterday a gentle breeze blew what seemed to be winged dandelion seeds
on the north side of the house. But it was late snow
which had settled overnight, though a direct ray melted what it struck
fully.
In Rome today there was excitement at Saint John Lateran
where Pope Francis would take possession of his seat
for preaching and for governing the
Church at Rome.
The grass area around the Basilica, I found one Roman afternoon
before and after my Angelicum lectures caught up in a
Communist demonstration, is the locus for many manifestations, religious
and lay.
En route I had to cross the road directly in the path
of a Communist procession on its way there:
many red flags unfurled, and many whistles blown stridently.
Two carabinieri were watching: “Can I cross?” Their shrug entailed
'On your own responsibility!', and so I did – in front of a street-wide
banner slogan:
”Praise to the Revolution led and fired by the Class-conscious
Proletarians!”
The last banner holder appeared normal and simpatico: I said:
“Tutte Rosse qui!” Politely he agreed: “Si Padre, siamo tutte Rosse
qui!”
After my lectures I met up with them again in the Metro, shouting
“Berlinger … Berlinger … Berlinger … !,”
their sticks thumping the carriage floor with triple, rhythmical precision.
Today the roles were changed. A believing crowd occupied the grassy space,
with orderers organising the crowd-alignment along his Jeep-route,
more found in one-piece red or two-piece black and yellow.
We were watching a spiritual social contract:
the Church of Rome, its clergy and its people
were receiving its new Supreme Pastor
in a cryptic succession for three hundred years
and then quite public for eighteen hundred years,
though historians of ecclesiastic polity accept that earlier Popes
were chosen by popular (Roman) acclamation,
not in buildings under key as only the highest few were vote-casters.
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