Faces

You know, death of a famous person has a way of humbling me. Pope John Paul 2 seemed to me to be an authentic lover of God. Being in power for so long, his influence upon the world, for God, was often lost to the headlines of the day. OJ. Jackson. Steriods. Jackson. Iraq. Jackson. You get the idea. But he did move, often boldly, into war torn parts of the world to speak for, to give voice to the poor. The outcasts. The marginalized. He seemed to relate well. Almost recieving strength from those he went to give hope. Maybe meeting Christ in the face of those outcast people. Ironic. Love incarnate.