This, an era where the very survivability of the Church is threatened, a time when the Church is rocked by sex abuse and money laundering scandals; wrecked by guilt over past misdeeds-against indigenous peoples, women, blacks, homosexuals and Jews, this surely is a decisive period that has forced the Vatican to go on the defensive-its credibility, all but shattered.Padre Pio Under Investigation: The Secret Vatican Files, will not single handedly expunge the sins of the fathers, but for the faithful and the wandering flock, it may restore the ecstatic splendor of Catholicism.Francesco Castelli's Investigation reveals the life of a stigmatic Italian priest, Padre Pio (born, Francesco Forgione,) who celebrated mass in the small nondescript town of San Giovanni Rotondo. He is unassuming, pious and obedient, a Capucian friar who, after a visitation by Jesus, mysteriously bears the marks of His passion. Blood pours from his palms, his sides, and his feet-with little cicatrisation. We later learn that his right shoulder is indented and bloody (the exact area upon which the Cross was carried by Jesus.)
These "exudations" (so referred because major perforations to the skin are absent,) seem to change in size and shape. A sweet and pervasive fragrance are also attributed to these wounds. Father Pio is also said to have mastered the art of bilocation-being at two places simultaneously, as he administers healing to his growing flock. His bouts with hyperthermia (118 degrees at times), while in these ecstatic states baffle investigators. He grows in stature, becoming a regional phenomenon. He becomes the intercessor of the faithful, a near cult of personality is nigh at hand.Meanwhile, Padre Pio continues to pass gruelling inquiries. His vows of poverty, chastity, and obedience are unchallenged. His humility is unquestioned and the Inquisitor sent by the Vatican is about to conclude that any question of Padre's possible neuropathology is vacuous at best. Such a disorder cannot survive the rigidity of ecclesiastical life, we are led to believe.
Miracles do abound. There is a permanence to the healing administered by Padre. The charge of mass suggestion on the gullible, often times leveled against modern day evangelical preachers arises, but the good priest breathes and embodies the mystic life, the seal of authenticity. Padre Pio is for real. Castelli, in unearthing the findings of Padre Pio (beatified in 1999 and canonised three years later,) intends to dispel lingering questions on the truthfulness of the famous saint. Castelli uses the findings of Monsignor Rossi in 1921 as the principal source of his undertaking. Not surprisingly, Investigation can prove to be as tedious and repetitive, as the source from which it was culled. But there are spurts of intrigue and wonderment, as Padre Pio is subjected to intense questioning by Monsignor Rossi of the Holy Office (now known as the Congregation of the Doctrine of the Faith.) Castelli is an unflinching believer: "We can state without fear of denial - I think, that few events have contributed in the century that ended not long ago, that will have an everlasting echo, to save the faith of the people of God, to bring back Jesus to so many of the doubtful and the uncertain."
But therein lies the problem. Castelli immediately wraps the Padre in Catholic exclusivity, suggesting that his miracles are very much Catholic, and thus, uniquely special. In preaching to the choir, Investigation loses its potentially revolutionary and universal appeal.He writes: "We must keep in mind that the stigmata are a phenomenon belonging to Catholicism, since Protestants do not appreciate certain "miraculous" aspects of faith, while the Orthodox tend to experience different charisms." If the author had only removed his Catholic lens he might have broadened the Padre's importance at a time when it's sorely needed.The author makes little effort to explain the phenomenology of the stigmata offering the classical concept of "divine mysteries."
"Padri Pio was, and still is a mystery that only finds its explanation in the eyes of faith. He is a "sign" as we were saying, that can be recognised and interpreted by whoever has already encountered Jesus Christ..." he writes.But just a cursory study of saints, in every religious genre reveals that mysteries might not be inexplicable after all. Helena Blavatsky's Isis Unveiled and others theosophical writers exhaust this subject.Padre's miracles are no different from those displayed by fakirs and sadhus of the East. Of course, they have not produced Christ's passions, but thaumaturgical feats, reflective of their religious traditions are not uncommon. Padre's spiritual experience, of a visual and auditory nature are also not uncommon."Unfortunately, the author fails to take that giant leap and present Padre as a religious icon who would be very much at ease with contemporary movements, helping to dismiss the belief in some quarters, that the Church is an anachronistic, moribund institution.
On a more mundane level, Castelli's work reveals that behind the cloistered setting of the Church, and I am sure in every religious institution- politics, with all it's duplicity is rife. That Padre finds himself the target of vicious and unsubstantiated rumors, by his own brothers of the cloth, only proves that a life of renunciation does not lighten our herculean battle with inherent darkness.Unquestionably, Investigation revolves around Padre Pio, but I cannot help reiterating how much the author has handcuffed the enormous potential of his work, by failing to present the friar as a master of esoteric lore- an attribute neither patented or franchised by the Church, or any religious institution, for that matter.Today, the Church sorely needs the likes of the mystic Padre. Regrettably, such august personages are rare finds, making the repackaging and marketing of this holy man a matter of exigence to a troubled world in spiritual decay. Francesco Castelli's interesting undertaking missed a golden opportunity.
• Dr Glenville Ashby
Foreign correspondent
The Guardian Media Group.
glenvilleashby@gmail.com.