The death of our pastor reminds us all the way gone as Priest: his dreams, his work, his old discreet and laborious: the Lord called him just as he was about to leave to exercise his ministry, the ministry never left: the confession . Behind this intense life, their activities and concerns, he-as any pastor in dialogue with their Lord. It is the dialogue between Jesus and his disciples. A dialogue that begins with a look, a word: “Follow me” and that grows throughout life. This dialogue also reflects the existence of shepherd, an existence which, in its deep intimacy, know only two of them, an existence that go together. The dialogue between the pastor and his Lord takes a lifetime, and always projected toward further: to the people of God we must serve and to eternity.
Just heard in the Gospel, how that dialogue is something of a miracle, of silence … and a lot of love. The pastor knows he is ahead of his Lord and therefore “no one dared to ask him: ‘Who are you’?, Because they knew it was the Lord” (John 21:12), he had met with such certainty that only the heart, when love purifies the look: “It is the Lord” (id. 7). And this is because, beyond the miracle, the silence and certainty, the dialogue between the pastor and his Lord is a loving dialogue, a dialogue of love between two shepherds: “Do you love me?”, “Feed my sheep “and the pastor is perplexed and in his love: one looking at it the Lord who asks the profession of his love and, second, turned to the brothers who are confident and who is asked to serve by love.
Thus Jesus locked eyes and that He chose this pastor and speak in this dialogue that continues throughout life. Over the years this dialogue grows, it will añejando, matures, to fully identify with the fate of his Lord: “I want to take you where no” (id. 18), yes “to where they want”, as happened to Lord himself: “if willing, remove this cup from me, nevertheless not my will but yours be done” (Luke 22:42).
“Follow me”, “do you love me?”, “Feed”, let yourself go wherever I want … This is the axis of the dialogue between the pastor and Jesus, and the density of its existence, until the confession serene, firm, bright and cheerful resignation: “I am about to be poured out as a libation, and the time of my departure is approaching: I fought to the end the good fight, finished my race, I kept the faith.” (2 Tim. 4:6-7).
Is that right, brother Juan Carlos, bishop and disciple of the Lord? we wanted to ask. And surely he, remembering the long and fruitful journey in following Jesus, we look impishly with this feature and it was with great equanimity that had we answer: That’s right: “I know whom I have believed “(2 Tim. 1: 12).
Buenos Aires, November 22, 2004.