I have been greaving since Pope John Paul the Great went home to our Heavenly Father. For the first few days I wept each time that I heard about all the lives that he touched, every time that I saw a photograph of the HUNDREDS of Thousands of young people who were also deeply mourning his being gone. He was truly a saint on earth, and now I believe that he is a Saint in Heaven. That he stood firm on the Truth of Christ in spite of the winds of mediocrity and lies that so many people try to get The Church to conform to. I have been ashamed of the "American Catholic" church, and how so many have allowed their own spoiled wants to cloud what they see as the truth. The Truth is alive and vibrant and it was found in a little man named John Paul II. He was feeble and fail in body the last few years, but his heart and spirit was the Lion of the Tribe of Judah-Jesus Christ! And now he is dancing and singing in the fields of God's Glory in Heaven. I am proud to say that I feel John Paul the Great here with me so vividly. I believe that he is my Patron Saint. For now "unofficially", but I hope that it will be "Officaially" soon. SANTO! SANTO! SUBITO!