The sun does not shine for a few trees, and flowers, but for the wide world's joy. The lonely pine on the mountain-top waves its sombre boughs and cries, 'Thou art my sun. ' And the little meadow violet lifts its cup of blue, and whispers with its perfumed breath, 'Thou art my sun. ' And the grain in a thousand fields rustles in the wind, and makes answer, 'Thou art my sun. ' So God sits effulgent in heaven, not for a favored few, but for the universe of life; and there is no creature so poor or so low that he may not look up with childish confidence and say, 'My Father, Thou art mine.
Hugo Chavez
For us Catholics, John Paul II will be remembered as a traveling Pope. . . and we should also remember he preached world peace. When the United States invaded Iraq, for example, John Paul II said it was an illegal and immoral act.
