He was born into a poor sharecropping family in a small Italian town. He was one of fourteen children who joined their parents in the fields to earn their keep. Angelo Guiseppe Roncalli (1881-1963) was never a rich man. At the time of his death, he left his personal “fortune” to family members. They each received less than twenty dollars. He was poor and proud of it. “I thank God for the grace of poverty,” he wrote, “It strengthened my resolve never to ask for anything–position, money, or favors—neither for myself nor my family.” He entered the priesthood in his late teens and was elected pope at age seventy-eight. Given his advanced age, most people thought he would merely be a transitional leader, harmless and accommodating. He said in his brief acceptance speech that he chose the name Pope John XXIII because he aspired to lead like John the Baptist, who made straight the way of the Lord. He became the first pope to leave the Vatican to make regular visits to hospitals and prisons. He said famously to inmates, “You could not come to me, so I came to you.” He played a pivotal role in the Cuban Missile Crisis, urging world leaders to exercise restraint. He successfully modernized the church by convening the Second Vatican Council in 1962 and was affectionately called “the Good Pope.” From the time he entered seminary, he kept a diary of spiritual reflections and prayers. One prayer that follows here was written in 1902 during his seminary training. You can detect his awareness of his humble background and his desire to offer himself in service to God:
Angelo Giuseppe Roncalli
Night has fallen, the clear, bright stars are sparkling in the cold air; noisy, strident voices rise to my ear from the city, voices of the revelers of this world who celebrate with merrymaking the poverty of their Savior. Around me in their rooms my companions are asleep, and I am still wakeful, thinking of the mystery of Bethlehem. Come, come, Jesus, I await you…
I am a poor shepherd; I have only a wretched stable, a small manger, some wisps of straw. I offer all these to you, be pleased to come into my poor hovel. I offer you my heart; my soul is poor and bare of virtues; the straws of so many imperfections will prick you and make you weep—but oh, my Lord, what can you expect? This little is all I have…I have nothing better to offer you, Jesus, honor my soul with your presence, adorn it with your graces. Burn this straw and change it into a soft couch for your most holy body.
Jesus, I am here waiting for your coming. Wicked men have driven you out, and the wind is like ice. I am a poor man, but I will warm you as well as I can. At least be pleased that I wish to welcome you warmly, to love you, and sacrifice myself for you. Amen.
Rev. Dr. Peter James served 42 years as the senior of Vienna Presbyterian Church in Vienna, VA — 21 years in the 20th century and 21 years in the 21st century. He retired in 2021 and now serves as Pastor-in-Residence at Gordon-Conwell Theological Seminary.
Even as a pastor, prayer came slowly to Pete. Read Pete’s story.