I’m posting a few photos I was able to find online from today’s funeral in Belgrade. I’m sure more will appear in the days to come. What an extraordinary man, a living saint. In the statements that were given on behalf of the Catholic community and the Islamic community of Serbia, I was struck by the words of Rabbi – I’m afraid I can’t recall his name -who, speaking on behalf of the Jewish community, said, among other things, “When I think of a Christian I’ll think of Patriarch Pavle.” I was reminded of those words Gandhi once uttered when he said, “I’ll become a Christian when I meet one.” Patriarch Pavle was so wise and clever and quick, so full of spiritual wisdom. Yet in the few times I was in his company I was never drawn to discuss anything with him, I was never compelled to have some burning life question answered by him. He himself was the answer. Just looking at him and being in his company was enough to know what one must do to be a Christian. And that extreme humility, that simplicity of life just blew me away so that posing a question, trying to appear smart and pious seemed redundant. There was an article in the Serbian paper Politika a few days ago about how the Patriarch was able to attract and have an affect on so many people. As the citizens of Belgrade shuffled in line to offer their last respects they signed their names in the book of condolences. One person wrote how even though he is an atheist he considered the Patriarch to be an important person. Though the holy Patriarch was truly a wise man he preached the Gospel of Christ not through his words but his life. Serbia is mourning because that life, the earthly one, has come to an end. May God grant him memory eternal.