Patience is hardly the signal virtue of our age. But somehow the ceremony to mark the passing of Pope John Paul II would not have felt right without the wait; standing still for so long was part of the journey. You could listen closely to the swelling crowd and hear songs and stories and prayers and memories shared in every language--everything, except complaint. Maybe it takes such a death for patience to be born.
Some pilgrims came with little more than the clothes on their backs, because this was not a logical undertaking, it was a leap of faith. The population...
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