The new Pope is Robert Francis Prevost. An American. An Augustinian. And you know, for the first time in a long time, I felt a sense of... pleasant surprise. That warm feeling, like when you unexpectedly find a letter from an old friend in your mailbox.
I think it's very human to be surprised. And it's even more important to be able to notice moments when this surprise is not just a flash, but an invitation to reflect. That's exactly what happened to me. I sat down with a cup of coffee, put my phone aside and just gave myself time - to think, to feel, to remember. And I realized something for myself.
First of all, I feel close to Prevost precisely because he is not a "church apparatus." He is a man who served among ordinary people, in Peru, lived for many years in poor neighborhoods, was where real life is - with its fears, pains, small victories and daily hope. I know how important it is - when a priest does not just read the Gospel, but lives it on the street, among those who do not always know how to pray correctly, but love truly.
In my youth, I had the chance to spend some time in a Catholic youth center. We were very different - some believed more, some less, some just came for hot tea and warm light of lamps. But when Brother Tomasz was with us - a monk from Poland, like a kind lemur with a Bible - everything became real. He spoke quietly, did not preach, but was there. I often think that it is precisely such people who make the Church alive. This is what Robert Francis Prevost seems like.
I am glad that he has American directness and South American depth. He is not afraid to talk about pain. He is not afraid to be modern - but not in the sense of "fashionable", but in the sense of "able to hear today's person". And today's person - man, woman, it doesn't matter - wants to be heard. Without labels. Without checking for correctness.
I recently talked to an acquaintance - a strong, intelligent woman, by the way, an atheist. We argued, laughing, about religion, love, passion, fidelity. She said, "You believe somehow too calmly. You don't have this... anguish." I smiled. Maybe because I do not look for drama in faith. I look for roots in it. The strength to be yourself and not be afraid to be near another - even if we do not always understand each other.
I also like the new dad because he seems exactly like that - not looking for drama, but bringing peace. He is not a hero of the headlines. He seems to say: "I am with you. Just with you. Let's try to be kinder to each other."
I don't know about you, but I get tired of loud slogans. Of ultimatums. Of obligatory happy endings. And in a world where even the search for love often turns into a formula - "growth-income-hobbies", I just want to meet a person who is ready to be real. Even if he is not perfect. Even if he has not a pilgrimage to Santiago behind him, but just an honest life and a couple of broken hearts.
Maybe that's why I am writing this text. To say that there is something in the world that does not change - despite everything. There is faith that remains, even when you doubt. There is kindness that does not shout. And there is a Pope who comes quietly, but leaves a feeling that everything is not in vain.
How do you think the new Pope will change our world?
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