Mood:
sadTopic: a sad day
Today marks the end of a life of debatably one of the greatest human beings to ever step foot on this planet. For 26 years this great man was a moral and religious leader to more than a billion people. And although in the last few years he has been in great pain, his pain is no more, for he is with God now. This man, born Karol Jozef Wojtyla, became known as Pope John Paul II on October 16, 1978 and has strived to spread the good news of the Lord to the entire planet.
It was 9:37pm in Rome when Karol took his last earthly breath. A great sadness undoubtably swept across the world as this confirmation flew through the airwaves. The media has been talking about this man we all call John Paul II and spent the whole day sharing stories of his legacy.
Since John Paul's passing I have come to realize two personal regrets:
The first is that I never got a chance to meet John Paul himself. I will forever envy of those who can tell stories of "when I met the Pope..."
The second is that the news broadcasted around the world today will eventually dissipate and some people, my yet-to-be-born-children included, will never get to hear about this great man.
This first regret is impossible to correct; the second is not. I can't wait for the day to hear my child ask, "Dad, what was Pope John Paul II like?" I just hope I can do his legacy justice at that point.
We will all miss you, John Paul, but we know that the Lord is contempt with the work you have done. You have completed your task of herding his flock; the Lord is calling you home. Go home. And tell the Lord that his people - us sinners - want to share in the feast with you and Him some day. Tell Him of our deep remorse we have for our wrong-doings and put in a good word for us as we continue to pray for our own mercy.
I hope to meet you one day in Paradise...
Bryan
