Next Year, A Good Pope!
I have read somewhere that it is a Jewish tradition on one of their festivities to say “next year, in Jerusalem!”, thus renewing in a beautiful manner their hope to be reunited in the Holy Land.
Whilst I do not need to tell you that the religion is the wrong one, I always thought the mentality right. There is a hoping against hope that is moving in its childish stubbornness, a clinging to the desire for better times that refuses to give up. I like that.
Looking at the present situation, I cannot avoid making this traditional Jewish attitude my own in these days leading to Christmas, and to resolve to express the same wish every year, to the end of my days if needs be:
Next year, a good Pope!
A very Merry Christmas to you, dear readers, and to your beloved ones. May our present troubles be a help, with God’s grace, to our salvation. Pray in particular for Pope Francis: that he may become himself the good Pope for whom we long.