Pope John XXIII
Pope John XXIII
Pope Saint John XXIIIborn Angelo Giuseppe Roncalli, Italian pronunciation: ; 25 November 1881 – 3 June 1963) reigned as Pope from 28 October 1958 to his death in 1963 and was canonized on 27 April 2014. Angelo Giuseppe Roncalli was the fourth of fourteen children born to a family of sharecroppers who lived in a village in Lombardy. He was ordained to the priesthood on 10 August 1904 and served in a number of posts, including papal nuncio in France and a delegate to...
NationalityItalian
ProfessionClergyman
Date of Birth25 November 1881
CountryItaly
See everything, overlook a great deal, correct a little.
Born poor, but of honored and humble people, I am particularly proud to die poor.
If God created shadows it was to better emphasise the light.
It often happens that I wake up at night and begin to think about a serious problem and decide I must tell the Pope about it. Then I wake up completely and remember that I am the Pope.
I want to throw open the windows of the Church so that we can see out and the people can see in.
Prayer is the raising of the mind to God. We must always remember this. The actual words matter less.
What unites us, is much greater than what divides us.
Think not about your frustrations, but about your unfullfilled potential.
Do not walk through time without leaving worthy evidence of your passage.
I have looked into your eyes with my eyes. I have put my heart near your heart.
Before everything else, fidelity to the Church: One, Holy, Catholic, and Apostolic. Jesus did not found several churches, but one single Church.
The thought of the presence of God and the spirit of worship will in all my actions have as their immediate object Jesus, God and man, really present in the most holy Eucharist. The spirit of sacrifice, of humiliation, of scorn for self in the eyes of men, will be illuminated, supported and strengthened by the constant thought of Jesus, humiliated and despised in the Blessed Sacrament
Every time I hear anyone speak of the Sacred Heart of Jesus or of the Blessed Sacrament I feel an indescribable joy. It is as if a wave of precious memories, sweet affections and joyful hopes swept over my poor person, making me tremble with happiness and filling my soul with tenderness. These are loving appeals from Jesus who wants me wholeheartedly there, at the source of all goodness, his Sacred Heart, throbbing mysteriously behind the Eucharistic veils... I love to repeat today 'Sweet Heart of my Jesus, make me love You more and more.'
Consult not your fears but your hopes and your dreams. Think not about your frustrations, but about your unfulfilled potential. Concern yourself not with what you tried and failed in, but with what it is still possible for you to do.