Christianity At Work
I do not wish many people dead, and certainly I do not wish anyone dead for personal reasons, which would be a mortal sin.
Those I wish dead are those whose death would be of great advantage for the cause of Christianity, or even only of sanity. Three SCOTUS justices certainly come to mind (they are allowed to resign first, as far as I am concerned; but I would love to hear the news of their death every day) as does a fat woman living in Berlin. However, of no one I wish death more keenly than of our Ass In Chief, Haereticus Maximus, and outright Evil Clown, Pope Francis. Not out of personal hatred (though I hate and despise the man, no doubt about that), but out of hope that his death would usher in sanity again.
However, I still wish the man salvation. I still pray for him on occasion, and when he angers me most is when I am more keenly reminded to pray for the guy. Because this is what we are: we pray for our enemies, and we wish them repentance and salvation no matter what unspeakable bastards they are.
To pray for the enemies of Christianity – of whom the Evil Clown is nowadays undoubtedly number one – is not in any way a condoning of their acts; it's a humble reminder to ourselves that our Christian duty does not have a limit of bastard-ness, and extends to everyone.
Everyone has an eternal soul of infinite value; even a despicable, evil man like Francis. And of everyone we should wish that his soul is saved, and spared the torments of hell no matter how big his crimes. Of course, in order to do this this soul would have to convert and become one of us. And if this happens, who would not wish the poor soul the company of God one day?
Pray for your enemies. Pray for the enemies of Christ even as you wish them dead.
Life is but a spark, but the soul is everlasting.