Lockport Union-Sun & Journal — I have a new idol in my life. It’s probably odd for someone of my age to admit as much, but it’s the truth. Anytime I see a person bringing hope into the world, count me in as a fan. I’m referring to Pope Francis. What a breath of fresh air this guy brings to the table.
The man is the real deal.
In a generation possessed of a me-first, self-promoting mentality, Pope Francis is a beacon of humility. A throwback from the trending narcissism that has irreversibly taken over society.
It took him only five words to become my hero: “Who am I to judge?”
But that doesn’t mean he’s happy with the status quo. He’s not about to sit back and let dysfunction continue on its destructive path without a fight.
Francis has stepped to the plate and filled an ever-growing chasm in our lives. He recognizes that we – more so every day – are living in a culture devoid of responsibility. A culture that is callously discarding respect as yesterday’s news; and one that tosses aside courtesy as too old-fashioned.
For example: We are obsessed with gossip, voyeurism and a propensity to flaunt whatever it is we think will offend someone else. We are gripped in an age of cheering for athletes who make half a million dollars a week, yet gripe about teachers who make $60,000 dollars a year. We are in the midst of rewarding able-bodied individuals’ laziness with the fruits of the elderly’s hard work.
But who am I to judge?
I wonder what sort of advice this pope would give to some of today’s news-makers. What kind of wisdom would he impart upon them?
Cue the harp music as we cut to … yes … a fantasy scenario: