Sunday, 24 September 1978
Yesterday
afternoon I went to St. John Lateran. Thanks to the Romans, to the kindness of
the Mayor and some authorities of the Italian Government, it was a joyful
moment for me.
On
the contrary, it was not joyful but painful to learn from the newspapers a few
days ago that a Roman student had been killed for a trivial reason, in cold
blood. It is one of the many cases of violence which are continually afflicting
this poor and restless society of ours.
The
case of Luca Locci, a seven-year-old boy kidnapped three months ago, has come
up again in the last few days. People sometimes say: "we are in a society
that is all rotten, all dishonest." That is not true. There are still so
many good people, so many honest people. Rather, what can be done to improve
society? I would say: let each of us try to be good and to infect others with a
goodness imbued with the meekness and love taught by Christ. Christ's golden
rule was: "do not do to others what you do not want done to yourself. Do
to others what you want done to yourself." 'And he always gave. Put on the
cross, not only did he forgive those who crucified him, but he excused them. He
said: "Father, forgive them for they know not what they do." This is
Christianity, these are sentiments which, if put into practice would help
society so much.
This
year is the thirtieth anniversary of the death of Georges Bernanos, a great
Catholic writer. One of his best-known works is "Dialogues of the Carmelites".
It was published year after his death. He had prepared it working on a story of
the German authoress, Gertrud von Le Fort. He had prepared it for the theatre.
It
went on the stage. It was set to music and then shown on the screens of the
whole world. It became extremely well known. The fact, however, was a
historical one. Pius X, in 1906, right here in Rome, had beatified the sixteen
Carmelites of Compiègne, martyrs during the French revolution. During the trial
they were condemned "to death for fanaticism". And one of them asked
in her simplicity: "Your Honour, what does fanaticism mean?" And the
judge: "It is your foolish membership of religion." "Oh,
Sisters, she then said, did you hear, we are condemned for our attachment to
faith. What happiness to die for Jesus Christ!"
They
were brought out of the prison of the Conciergerie, and made to climb into the
fatal cart. On the way they sang hymns; when they reached the guillotine, one
after the other knelt before the Prioress and renewed the vow of obedience.
Then they struck up "Veni Creator"; the song, however, became weaker
and weaker, as the heads of the poor Sisters fell, one by one, under the
guillotine. The Prioress, Sister Theresa of St Augustine, was the last, and her
last words were the following: "Love will always be victorious, love can
do everything." That was the right word, not violence, but love, can do
everything. Let us ask the Lord for the grace that a new wave of love for our
neighbour may sweep over this poor world.
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