The Death of Pope John Paul II R.I.P

I wake up today to the news of the death of a leader and an icon in the Catholic Faith, Pope John Paul II. As I give a short prayer, my breath stops short at the thought of what this sign of the times may mean.



Does this event have anything to do with the Third Secret of St. Lucia? In all the fear in the back of my head as to what the future holds for us, I can do nothing else but simply accept...

With the wake of all scandals leaving tremors of fear and disgust within our communities, are we to believe that we have now surpassed the once decadent era of ancient Rome. It leaves me nothing else to ponder on as I take a look around our own society, and even the world.

Nations go against nations, race against race. Men raping women, men killing men, women carousing in sexual indiscrimination. Left and right, people hurting people. Cicero put it quite nicely in his retort to the filth of his time; "O Tempora, O Mores!" Oh the times, oh the customs!

This was his cry as he looked on as his fellowmen took on the carnal and the material and threw away a little thing called morality. As I look around, and even at myself, I cannot help but be astounded at what we deem "morally acceptable".

Change has always been and always will be the fear of most. For before any change (good change that is) could happen, we first have to change ourselves. I think Sun Tzu said it best that to know your enemy, you must first know yourself.

Now all I can do is hope that although the sign of the times point south, we may pull out of the grave we are digging for ourselves. Let us offer that small glimmer of hope to that man, Rest In Peace Pope John Paul II...