I'm
not
traveling
as
much
as
I
did
several
years
ago,
although
I
still
have
a
chance
to
live
through
some
very
special
experiences.
One
of
these
has
to
be
the
Holy
Father's
visit
to
Sarajevo
this
last
weekend.
There
were
a
number
of
memories
from
the
visit
which
will
remain
with
me
a
long
time,
such
as
the
seven
hour
journey
over
the
mountains
to
arrive
at
that
historic
capital,
driving
through
the
rugged
beauty
of
that
battered
land
through
towns
whose
names
were
so
familiar
because
of
what
they
had
suffered.
This
time,
unlike
past
visits,
I
was
able
on
Saturday
to
join
a
short
tour
of
the
area
with
some
visiting
bishops
from
Europe
and
to
see
again
the
spot
where
the
Grand
Duke
Franz
Ferdinand
was
assassinated
providing
the
spark
which
was
to
ignite
the
conflagration
of
the
First
World
War.
Arriving
at
Sarajevo's
Cathedral
of
the
Sacred
Heart
in
anticipation
of
the
Pope's
coming
last
Saturday
night,
we
heard
the
news
of
the
discovery
of
the
explosives
under
a
bridge
which
his
vehicles
were
to
cross
and
we
passed
many
minutes
waiting
with
concern
lest
there
be
other
undiscovered
dangers.
When
the
Holy
Father
finally
arrive
the
tension
was
dissipated
and
he
took
time
to
greet
each
of
the
bishops
who
were
present.
I
was
happy
to
give
him
a
laugh
when
I
used
few
words
I
know
in
Croatian
to
welcome
him.
The
faces
of
the
people
as
the
Pope
spoke
to
them
in
their
own
language
told
an
unforgettable
story.
Hanging
on
his
every
word,
they
listened
for
his
assurance
of
solidarity
and
love
as
well
as
for
the
challenge
to
deeper
faith
and
trust
and
to
their
own
need
to
forgive
the
horrors
of
the
past.
The
most
vivid
of
the
memories
was
the
Eucharist
in
the
sports
park.
I
kept
thinking
of
the
weather
we
faced
in
Giants
Stadium
in
October
of
1995.
Here
in
Sarajevo,
we
found
a
blinding
snowstorm
and
bitter
cold.
It
snowed
so
heavily
at
times
that
there
seemed
to
be
at
least
a
half
inch
of
snow
gathered
around
my
feet.
The
Holy
Father
was
trembling
from
the
cold.
We
all
were.
And
when
the
snow
would
stop
for
a
time,
a
warm
sun
shown
for
a
few
minutes,
giving
us
hope
before
the
clouds
and
the
snow
returned.
But
the
Holy
Father
continued
his
prayers
and
continued
his
homily.
He
had
waited
too
long
to
visit
this
part
of
his
family
to
cut
short
his
message
or
to
leave
them
without
the
comfort
of
his
words.
Before
I
returned
to
Rome
on
Sunday
evening,
I
was
in
the
Archbishop's
House
when
the
leaders
of
the
Muslim
and
the
Jewish
community
came
to
meet
Pope
John
Paul
II.
Since
I
had
known
them
from
prior
journeys,
it
really
gave
me
a
sense
of
the
truly
historic
nature
of
this
extraordinary
visit.
There
is
no
doubt
in
my
mind
that
John
Paul
II
is
the
unique
moral
leader
of
our
society.
The
secular
powers
of
this
world
and
their
media
may
not
be
pleased
with
the
directness
and
the
uncompromising
power
of
his
teaching,
but
his
is
the
one
voice
that
echoes
the
teaching
of
the
Gospel
and
gives
real
hope
to
a
very
troubled
world.
You
can
be
sure
that
as
I
concelebrated
Mass
with
him
last
Sunday
in
the
snow
covered
stadium,
I
offered
it
for
all
of
us
in
the
Church
of
Newark,
thinking
of
you
and
of
the
blessings
which
we
have
so
abundantly
received.
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