“To be a Christian means to forgive the inexcusable because
God has forgiven the inexcusable in you.”
“Out of the depths, I cry to you, Lord”
(Pope Francis walks through the gate at Auschwitz. Photograph: Sipa/Rex/Shutterstock)
This past July,
July 29th to be exact,
Pope Francis journeyed to Oświęcim,
a small industrial town in southern Poland…
He next ventured a bit further to the small village of Brzezinka…
He had come to Poland to meet with an excited and joyful throng of young people
who had journeyed to Krakow in order to celebrate World Youth Day.
Yet it was to Oświęcim and Brzezinka that Francis made a solomon detour.
For in this once obscure and quiet area of Poland, 76 years ago,
the first of 23 concentration camps was opened to receive its first prisoners of war…
This was the beginning of Hitler’s incomprehensible final solution…
this was Auschwitz…
There were major camps…camps where exterminations took place,
of which were scattered throughout Poland,
And there were sub-camps…camps where hard manual labor was the focus.
But it was at Auschwitz that an estimated that 1.5 million people
died during the 5 years it operated.
Six million jews and an additional 11 million individuals
lost their lives at the hands of the Nazis, most of which died in the camps.
And it is estimated that 80 million people lost their
lives during the course of the war.
Pope Francis came to Auschwitz to reflect and to remember…
to remember what the world must never forget…
Yet like all of us who claim Jesus as our Savior,
that Savior who, when nailed to a cross, lifted
his face toward Heaven and asked His father to forgive…
to forgive those who knew not what they were doing…
to forgive us…all of us…
over and over and over…
for our egregious sins…
sins that are unfathomable,
sins that are horrid,
sins that are unspeakable,
sins that are unthinkable,
sins that are inhumane….
All of which leaves us…you, me, the Pope…
charged with that same living and dying example…
to forgive…to forgive those who have sinned against us,
just as we have sinned against others…
It is the most difficult and challenging action of the human ego…
Seventy-five years ago, when Francis was a four-year-old boy
called Jorge living in Buenos Aires,
this cell at the Auschwitz Nazi death camp was occupied by prisoner number 16770,
Maximilian Kolbe, a Franciscan friar.
When 10 fellow inmates were selected to die in punishment for the escape of another prisoner,
Kolbe stepped forward and volunteered his life instead of that of Franciszek Gajowniczek,
who had cried out in anguish for his wife and children. Kolbe’s offer was accepted.
He was thrown into the starvation bunker for two weeks and finally given a
lethal injection on 14 August 1941.
The pope came to Auschwitz on Friday to pray in silent memory of Kolbe and the
other 1.1m people the Nazis exterminated there. Jews made up the vast majority-
960,000, including 185,000 children–
but thousands of Polish Catholics, Roma and Soviet prisoners of war were also put to death.
He had signaled his intention to visit the memorial “without speeches, without crowds”.
His simple plan was:
And may the Lord give me the grace to cry.”
In the shadows of the cell, his long silence was an eloquent tribute to the suffering of so many and a profound condemnation of evil.
At the end of his prayers, he raised his head, crossed himself,
stood and left.
“Lord, have pity on your people.
Lord, forgive so much cruelty.”
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Beautiful reminder of what we as Christians are called to do – how we are to relate to others because we too are imperfect. Blessings, Julie. Prayers that you are receiving some relief from your pain and that your dad is more comfortable as well.
Very well done. This was a beautiful…
It is a sobering reminder of our charge
Amen and amen!!! 🙂 ❤
Theologically I’m no fan of the Pope. The juxaposition of that picture is powerful though.
I understand totally and I am not a huge fan of Francis—but the position he holds on a global stage, is in the minds of many, as that of a quasi ambassador for Christianity—And whether we agree with that notion or not, that’s just how much of the world views that role—
So I was moved by his visit and as you say—his lone figure in those white robes approaching those blackened gates says volumes…