I woke up this morning to find Mommy watching the live coverage of the Pope’s funeral and interment in Rome. This is the Pope I have known for most of my adult life. I walked to the Quezon Memorial Circle during hir first visit to the Philippines and caught him in the Eucharist Celebration of the Mass. I feel as if a great part of my life has moved on — his death, while saddening, to me is just a rite of passage to the greater glory of being with the Father in Heaven.
I do not recall why but I somehow didn’t exert as much effort in making it to his rally at the Luneta for his second visit.
He was a great man and a great leader for his faithful. It was but fitting that he be buried with the world’s leaders in attendance, paying tribute and homage to a man who stood tall above them all. I will be praying for him and to him in thanks for the legacy he had left my church.
Totus Tuus, he said. “Yours Always”.. Amen.