"The Holy Father died this evening at 9:37 p.m. in his private apartment. All the procedures outlined in the apostolic Constitution 'Universi Dominici Gregis' that was written by John Paul II on Feb. 22, 1996, have been put in motion."
The announcement came from papal spokesman Joaquin Navarro-Valls and was distributed to journalists via e-mail.And I learned the news on LiveJournal, as my TV service is temporarily out of order. I switched the radio to the AM band and all news WINS, where I find the announcers having trouble keeping their voices under control. He was a man much loved, even by those who detested his principles. Even George Bush referred to him as the Holy Father, though the President had dispatched court theologian Michael Novak to correct the Pontiff's understanding of Catholic teaching.
I do not feel grief at the moment, only relief and gratitude that this good and dear man has been released from suffering I don't want to try to imagine.
I am not a Roman Catholic, but a Russian Catholic. Our church is too poor to afford even a single bishop; my pastor reports directly to the Bishop of Rome, who stands in for the Catholic Patriarch of Moscow until such time as there is a Catholic Patriarch of Moscow, that is, until the Orthodox Patriarch is recognized as Catholic. Maybe not in my lifetime, but who knows?
It was this last Pope who saved St. Michael's by summoning our Catalan Byzantine Slavonic priest from his youth ministry in Paris, which it is said he supported by driving a cab, to the little chapel on Mulberry Street. No doubt we will serve Pannychida for him tomorrow, in which I find great consolation.
So let me now say, Eternal Memory.