GOOD
POPE JOHN
Des OConnor SJ
June 2003 marked the 40th anniversary of the death of Pope John XXIII.
How did people of the day respond? Here is a tribute from that time by
Des OConnor SJ, then editor of the Messenger.
The whole world is mourning the death of a man whom four years ago most
of us had never heard of. Because of his position as pope and head of
the Vatican State, there would be the usual protocol mourning in any case.
But for this man, Angelo Giuseppe Roncalli, Pope John XXIII, the mourning
is heartfelt and sincere.
The city of Richmond, from which this magazine issues, is not one of
those pockets of civilisation in which the artificialities of politeness
hold any place. Its people are down-to-earth working-class people and
its codes and customs are their own. But having the occasion in these
last few days to do some shopping in the little shops round about, I was
greatly impressed by the sincere expressions of grief for the passing
of Pope John XXIII.
Those who spoke to me were not Catholics, but they had a genuinely affectionate
regard for Pope John and looked upon him as a great power for good will
and peace in the world.
I am sure that the same sort of thing was happening throughout the world.
Pope John was a man of the people. In the very first days of his pontificate
he entered straight into the hearts of the common people by his simplicity,
his jolliness and his completely unaffected sincerity. He thought for
himself and he acted independently. He not only did things that we had
not been accustomed to see a pope do in living memory, but he also gave
to each of these actions a mark of his own particular character.
He visited the jails (Since you cannot come to visit me, I have
come to visit you) and, while horrifying the conservative members
of his curia, endeared himself to ordinary people by admitting that he
had had an uncle who had spent some time in jail for poaching.
He dropped in on the sick and the orphans and visited the places in Rome
where its poor live, crowded together in squalor, never bringing with
him the barrier of princeliness or the remoteness of the detached social
worker. He went as a father visiting the children of whom he was most
fond.
He spoke their language and they knew that he was one of them.
They had seen photographs of his brothers and sister and they knew that
they dressed much as they themselves did. Their Pope had been in the army
as many of them had been, and he was a stretcher-bearer, feeling as much
out of place in the army as they did when they were in it.
On a most formal occasion he could joke about his first attempt at reading
an English address (This is going to be good). He was always
a natural, unaffected man, as much at ease with a queen as with a newsboy.
By these things he visited not only those whom he could reach near to
him in Rome but he entered into the homes of his children throughout the
world and a great many of the homes of those who did not recognise him
as father.
If I were asked what quality John XXIII brought to the papacy more than
any other, I would say commonsense.
He saw the futility of narrow religious intolerance (We must respect
the freedom of every person to go their own way. God does).
He recognised the inescapable unity between Christians, even though many
of them may be wandering far from their home, or even attack it from without
(We must not cease to call them our brothers as long as they say
with us "Our Father").
He enlarged the College of Cardinals and made them all bishops. He removed
where possible the anachronistic accretions of pomp and ceremony which
attached to his office.
In four short years, through his warm charity, obvious sincerity and
plain commonsense, he achieved more in practical diplomacy for the Church
than others have done through years of wrangling and finesse.
He was scarcely elected pope, and already an old man, when he undertook
the greatest work of the century and convened the Second Vatican Council.
He gave us the great industrial encyclical Mater et Magistra, and in his
second and last encyclical, Peace on Earth, he has left us, as if it were
his last will and testament, a charter of peace for the world which, if
we will only observe and follow it, would remove all those fears and tensions
with which the world is most torn at present.
It is no secret that when the 77-year-old Cardinal Roncalli was elected
pope on the death of Pope Pius XII, he was considered a stop-gap appointment
to take the tiller of Peters boat for a few short years till a worthy
successor of the great Eugenio Pacelli might be found.
Within ten days, this simple, homely peasant Pope had cast such a gleam
of friendship through the earth that the reign of his predecessor was
almost obscured. His benevolence reached into the remotest corners of
schism and the darkest centres of Communism, and today he leaves a morning
for his death beyond the measure of that in any living memory.
(The Messenger, July 1963)
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