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Basilica of Jasna Gora in Czestochowa Poland - © WDGPhoto

May 30 1982 1

[opening remarks] We gather at Christ’s altar in this month of May. This place ,dedicated to the Blessed Mother by our nation, has experienced a wave of hate. In this month, especially during the first few days, has once more gone through a wave of suffering. many this month) deprived of maintaining their often large families. We want to offer all that we have gone through to the Lord by means of our Most Holy Mother. Asking that these sufferings, our efforts, our problems, through our prayers which we bring today, the Good Lord will convert into graces needed for our true, Christian stand. We pray that God may change this whole experience into firm faith and hope for us and our whole nation. [homily] Virgin Mother, hear us Mother of God. You stood by the cross and suffered when your Son Jesus Christ was dying. There, by the cross, Christ made you our Mother and made us your children, so You are our Mother. Our king, Jan Kazimierz, named you the Queen of our nation. You are therefore our Mother and our Queen and thus You, our best Mother must suffer when you see your children living their Calvary. In this month, devoted to You, we have again suffered greatly. The most noticeable is the hate of those who know not what they do, those who produce injustice and moral ruin in our country. Their hate was most obviously displayed on the day of your feast, the feast of the Queen of Poland on May 3rd. […]

Sunday May 30, 1982 – Mass For The Fatherland

(By:Paul Hensler) On Sunday May 30, 1982 Father Jerzy noticed that the congregations had swelled to the to the pre-martial law numbers. People stood on parked cars the length and breadth of Felikiego Street, which adjoins the church boundaries.  A typical father-land Sunday saw young workers, earnest bearded men holding high their small tape- recorders, and out of town priests, (the ultimate compliment, for few priests stray into other parishes on a Sunday) taking notes. The steelworker ushers, wearing black armbands, were officious. Their task was to prevent any provocations that would allow the lurking ZOMO units to intervene. The congregation loved it and responded generously when the collection basket was passed on behalf of political prisoners. Father Popieluszko loved it too. He was proud that anything spontaneous could flourish in the desert of martial law. There was shouting and clapping in response to his sermon proving that there was dignity of prayer, of patriotic feelings. In Warsaw’s Rakowiecka Street, seat of the secret police, nobody was interested in the dignity of prayer. Popieluszko had made the transition in the first months of martial law from being a mild irritant to a first-order problem.  The Warsaw militia were complaining. Popieluszko was a crowd control problem forcing the police to deploy month after month heavy concentrations of riot troopers. To the average ZOMO trooper Popieluszko was the best known priest in Poland not because of his sermons but because he cost them their free Sundays. The message meanwhile reaching Department Four, the clandestine church monitoring department, […]