Our abbot is fond of saying one went to Rome to see pope St John Paul II, and one went to Rome to hear Pope Emeritus Benedict.
I’ve never seen St JPII live, but I’ve seen and heard both the two living popes, each twice. Pope Benedict I saw at the angelus in Castel Gandolfo in 2005, the year he was elected. He impressed me with his fluid command of so many languages, a clear sign of his tremendous intellect. At the Angelus in late 2009 however, his voice already sounded very tired.
I saw Pope Francis twice also. The first time was also the year of his election, 2013, at the Sunday Angelus. St Peter’s square was as usual jam packed. He asked for a minute of silence and prayer for shipwrecked migrants. All of the square suddenly erupted into…a very profound silence. It was like nothing I’d ever experienced. In a crowd of thousands, you could hear a pin drop. No crying babies even. Something special clearly happened.
I heard him again with seats on the stoop at the Wednesday audience in 2017, another memorable experience.
All this to say each Pope has his special charism. They are humans with strengths and weaknesses and foibles.
I have been alive since the last few months of Pius XII’s reign. Of all the popes in my lifetime I can rejoice over this: none of them have been scoundrels. That has not always been the case in the Church! Some may be more charismatic, some more intellectual, and the approach of some can give us pause from time to time.
But all in my lifetime have been good dedicated men who love Christ and His Bride. Deo Gratias!