At the conclusion of the Eucharistic celebration in the fairgrounds of Juárez city, following a word of thanks offered by the Bishop of that city, His Excellency, José Guadalupe Torres Campos, the Holy Father, Pope Francis shared the following greeting, marking his departure from Mexico.
Dear Bishop José Guadalupe Torres Campos of Juárez City,
Dear Brothers in the Episcopate,
Your Excellencies,
Ladies and Gentlemen,
Dear friends,
Thank you very much, Your Excellency, for your kind words. Now is the moment to give thanks to Our Lord for having granted me this visit to Mexico, which always surprises, for Mexico is a surprise!
I do not want to leave without giving thanks for the efforts of all who made this pilgrimage possible. I thank all the state and local authorities for your attention and solicitous assistance that have contributed to the smooth running of this pastoral visit just as I also thank wholeheartedly those who have offered their contribution in different ways. To all those anonymous helpers who quietly gave of their very best to make these days a great family celebration: thank you. I have felt welcomed and warmly received by the love, the celebration, the hope of this great Mexican family: thank you for having opened the doors of your lives to me, the doors of your nation.
The Mexican writer Octavio Paz says in his poem Hermandad:
I am a man: I only last a brief while, and the night is vast.
But I look up: the stars are writing.
Without grasping I understand: I am also the writing
and in this very instant someone is spelling me out
(Un sol más vivo. Antología poética, Ed. Era, México 2014, 268).
Taking up these beautiful words, I dare to suggest that the one who spells us out and marks out the road for us is the mysterious but real presence of God in the real flesh of all people, especially the poorest and most needy of Mexico.
The night can seem vast and very dark, but in these days I have been able to observe that in this people there are many lights that proclaim hope; I have been able to see in many of their testimonies, in their faces, the presence of God who carries on walking in this land, guiding you, sustaining hope; many men and women, with their everyday efforts, make it possible for this Mexican society not to be left in darkness. Many men and women lining the streets as I went by, lifted up their children, showing them to me: they are the future of Mexico, let us look after them, let us love them. These children are tomorrow’s prophets, they are the sign of a new dawn. And I assure you that on some occasions, as I passed by, I felt I wanted to cry upon seeing so much hope among people who suffer so much.
May Mary, Mother of Guadalupe, continue to visit you, continue to walk on your lands – Mexico which cannot be understood without her – may she continue helping you to be missionaries and witnesses of mercy and reconciliation.
Once again, thank you very much for this warm, so very warm, Mexican hospitality.
Parting remarks of His Holiness, Pope Francis
following the celebration of the Eucharist
at Juárez City
Dear Bishop José Guadalupe Torres Campos of Juárez City,
Dear Brothers in the Episcopate,
Your Excellencies,
Ladies and Gentlemen,
Dear friends,
Thank you very much, Your Excellency, for your kind words. Now is the moment to give thanks to Our Lord for having granted me this visit to Mexico, which always surprises, for Mexico is a surprise!
I do not want to leave without giving thanks for the efforts of all who made this pilgrimage possible. I thank all the state and local authorities for your attention and solicitous assistance that have contributed to the smooth running of this pastoral visit just as I also thank wholeheartedly those who have offered their contribution in different ways. To all those anonymous helpers who quietly gave of their very best to make these days a great family celebration: thank you. I have felt welcomed and warmly received by the love, the celebration, the hope of this great Mexican family: thank you for having opened the doors of your lives to me, the doors of your nation.
The Mexican writer Octavio Paz says in his poem Hermandad:
I am a man: I only last a brief while, and the night is vast.
But I look up: the stars are writing.
Without grasping I understand: I am also the writing
and in this very instant someone is spelling me out
(Un sol más vivo. Antología poética, Ed. Era, México 2014, 268).
Taking up these beautiful words, I dare to suggest that the one who spells us out and marks out the road for us is the mysterious but real presence of God in the real flesh of all people, especially the poorest and most needy of Mexico.
The night can seem vast and very dark, but in these days I have been able to observe that in this people there are many lights that proclaim hope; I have been able to see in many of their testimonies, in their faces, the presence of God who carries on walking in this land, guiding you, sustaining hope; many men and women, with their everyday efforts, make it possible for this Mexican society not to be left in darkness. Many men and women lining the streets as I went by, lifted up their children, showing them to me: they are the future of Mexico, let us look after them, let us love them. These children are tomorrow’s prophets, they are the sign of a new dawn. And I assure you that on some occasions, as I passed by, I felt I wanted to cry upon seeing so much hope among people who suffer so much.
May Mary, Mother of Guadalupe, continue to visit you, continue to walk on your lands – Mexico which cannot be understood without her – may she continue helping you to be missionaries and witnesses of mercy and reconciliation.
Once again, thank you very much for this warm, so very warm, Mexican hospitality.
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