When
I awoke on the 14th morning my wife told me that a new pope had been
elected. My initial reaction was of
dismay, because she didn’t say who it was.
I was apprehensive of a hasty decision, as happened in the previous
conclave; and said so in my last article “Past, Present, Future – All
Tense”. I hurriedly switched on BBC
News.
Then
it hit me. A relatively “unknown”
Argentinean had been elected. I was
happy that it was a Latin American, as I had advocated in 2005 and again this
time round. Then I heard the name he had
chosen – Francis. Tears of joy welled up
in my eyes. I rushed to the altar in our
bedroom, and prostrated before the Lord in joyous thanksgiving. For me “Francis” is special – very, very
special.
When
I was just 7 years of age my elder sister Christine was preparing me for my
confirmation. I had to choose a name of my patron saint, so she told me about
several saints. I chose Francis of
Assisi, not for any lofty ideals, but because his love of birds and animals
appealed to me. I remember the day after
my confirmation, walking out into the garden and calling out to the birds to
not be afraid of me as I was Francis of Assisi!
Not surprisingly, the birds were not impressed. My second, and far more fruitful encounter with
Francis, was 17 years later, when I was seeking to know what the Lord wanted of
me. That is when my good friend Sr Adel
UMI, and thereafter Bp Patrick D’souza of Varanasi, directed me to Fr
Deenabandhu Ofm Cap in Jyotiniketan Ashram, Bareilly. The person and place were the game changers
in my life.
Fr
Augustine Deenabandu was an elderly Capuchin priest, who was in his 60s when he
left the “comfort” of his monastery in the south to come up to Jyotiniketan in
the north, to learn Hindi, to squat on the ground and even to roll
chapattis. Jyotiniketan was founded by
Rev Murray Rogers, an Anglican pastor, an Englishman, and his wife. They
subsequently moved to Jerusalem to make Jyotiniketan truly Indian. Life there was
truly spartan – no electricity, no running water, and very little protection
from the biting chill of winter, the scorching summer sun, leaking roofs in the
monsoons; or from dacoits, snakes and mosquitoes. Fr Deenabandhu was living the truly Franciscan
life. For us “festivity” meant boiled
eggs for Easter or Christmas.
It
is here that I discovered the real Francis of Assisi, not just by reading about
him, but by experiencing true Franciscan spirituality. I discovered several similarities in Francis’
youth and my own. He was 25 when he heard
God’s call, ”Go and repair my Church”. I
too was concerned about my Catholic community.
On my 25th birthday, I committed myself as a layman to live
the Franciscan way of life and took the name “chhotebhai” which was Hindi for
Friar Minor; what Francis called his followers.
St
Francis was unique. While others
hankered after ecclesiastical power, he chose to be a “brother”. He shamed a corpulent church by a life of
extreme poverty, humility and simplicity. He did not hesitate in taking on
cardinals and even the then Pope Innocent III.
In fact the Pope had a dream of a frail young man holding up a tottering
Lateran Basilica, the then seat of the papacy.
That man was later identified as Francis. Many people have a rather
romantic notion of Francis, the “Il Poverello”, the lover of nature, and his
enduring friendship with the beautiful St Clare.
The
other side of Francis was a man who mortified himself so much and identified so
closely with Jesus, that he received the Stigmata, the wounds of Jesus in his
own flesh. While popes and kings were
launching into crusades to free the Holy Land from the Muslims, Francis was
actually engaging in dialogue with the Saracens (Muslims). His prayer “Make me a Channel of Peace” was
adopted not just by Mother Teresa, but also by Mahatma Gandhi. Even today it is found in the Gandhian prayer
book, and we recite it together on Gandhi Jayanti and his martyrdom day.
Another
striking similarity was the emergence of a “middle class” to which he belonged,
as distinct from the royals and feudals.
The church was in desperate need of change. He didn’t do it by violence, as in the French
Revolution. Nor did he resort to
Reformation like Martin Luther, from outside.
He did it by Renewal from within.
That required much more courage.
As somebody once said “It is easy to throw stones from outside”. It made me wonder. If the problems are the same, so should the solution
be. That is why I believe in the
Franciscan way of life and radical renewal.
That
is also why I had tears of joy when I heard that Cardinal Jorge Mario Bergoglio
SJ had taken the name of Francis on his election. For me it was a sure indicator that the new
pope saw St Francis of Assisi as his role model. When I subsequently learnt that this
Argentinean cardinal lived in a small apartment, took public transport to
commute, and even cooked his own food, my joy knew no bounds. St Francis was called the “Alter Christi” (another Christ) the
greatest saint after the apostolic era. Are we then looking at another era in
the Catholic Church? I sincerely hope so.
When
I found that the new pope was also a Jesuit (some say the first one to become a
pope) I was even more excited. As a
Franciscan layman I had begun to develop a fixed state of mind. Then I got exposed to the Jesuits - Pepe
Casasnovas (Spanish), Peter Ribes (again Spanish), Dan Rice (American) and
Josef Neuner (Austrian). I learnt much from them about ecclesiology and the
discernment of spirits. Their guidance
has held me in good stead. I felt that a
combination of Franciscan zeal and Jesuit intellectual prowess was ideal. That seems to be the strength behind the new
pope. “Great indeed are your works oh Lord“.
I
also feel a personal sense of vindication.
Immediately after Benedict XVI’s resignation I wrote, ”Quo Vadis Mater
Ecclesia?” in which I asked, “Do we need another Francis of Assisi?” I had also referred to the impact of St
Ignatius of Loyola, the founder of the Jesuits.
So did I discern the spirits correctly?
In my Open Letter to the 5 Indian cardinal electors I expressed a first
preference for a Latin American. Again
spot on. In my last article, “Past,
Present, Future – All Tense”, I had hoped that the new pope would embody the
6Hs – human, humble, honest, holy, harmonious and hardworking. By all accounts I seem to have got what I
asked for. Surely this must have been
the unspoken aspiration of millions of Catholics around the globe.
Now
to the pollsters and punters. I read two
articles in the Tablet, the most respected Catholic weekly in England. One had
an analysis of the “experience” of the 115 cardinals, under six heads – Curial
experience, Moral Teaching, Social justice, Liturgy, Ecumenism and Religious
Dialogue, and Governance. It rated Bergoglio with just 3 – Curial experience, moral
teaching and social justice. This was
even less than the 4 stars of Cardinal Ivan Dias, and on par with the 3 stars
of Telesphore Toppo. So much for experience.
Another
article used Human Resource Management techniques. It identified 3 areas or qualities required -
Charisma, Governance and Global Fluency (acceptance). Strangely the only area that Bergoglio
covered was “Governance”, which was not featured in the previous analysis. The only 3 who qualified by the HR formula
were Schonbohn of Vienna, Scola of Milan and O’Malley of Boston. So much for HR too! As for the punters,
Ladbrokes of Britain had odds of 33/1 on Bergoglio. Seems so odd now!
In
my personal preference (not published) I had hoped for Francis Arinze (Nigeria)
Peter Turkson (Ghana), Agnelo Scola (Milan) and Sean O’Malley (Boston). I was subsequently also impressed by Luis
Tagle (Manila). I may have got the brand
names wrong, but I think the generic name of the prescription was correct. Cardinal Bergoglio may have been the dark horse
in the race, but I see in Pope Francis a light of hope for the future. Viva il papa!
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