Once upon a time I used to preach sermons. I don’t like the word “preach” – it sounds “preachy” but that is the language of the job. I meant well, I tried hard, but I never really felt I got anywhere near success. The Pope, however, and yes I know he may employ assistants, gets across home truths day after day (se Instagram) in very few words, and I am lost in admiration. He says so much in so little.
“Let us look around us, let us look above all to those in poverty: the brother who suffers, wherever he is, the brother who suffers belongs to us. It is Jesus in the manger: the one who suffers is Jesus. Let’s think about this a little. And may Christmas be a closeness to Jesus in this brother and sister. There, in the needy brother, is the crib to which we must go with solidarity. This is the living nativity scene: the nativity scene in which we will truly meet the Redeemer in people in need. Let us therefore walk towards the Holy Night and await the fulfillment of the mystery of Salvation.”
