Going Home

By Fr. Doug MacKinnon, S.F.M.
January 1999

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At his last Mass celebrated with the Scarboro Missions community here in Canada before returning to Brazil, Bishop George (left) receives a blessing from Bishop Paul McHugh. Bishop McHugh had been his predecessor as Bishop of the Prelacy of Itacoatiara. At right is Fr. Jack Lynch, Superior General of Scarboro Missions. At his last Mass celebrated with the Scarboro Missions community here in Canada before returning to Brazil, Bishop George (left) receives a blessing from Bishop Paul McHugh. Bishop McHugh had been his predecessor as Bishop of the Prelacy of Itacoatiara. At right is Fr. Jack Lynch, Superior General of Scarboro Missions.

After his operation in late December, 1997, Bishop George Marskell was advised that he would live only for a short time, a year at the most, but more likely it would be six months. From then on George planned his return home to Brazil.

The first thing on his list was to celebrate the Easter vigil in Itacoatiara; secondly to participate in the National Conference of Brazilian Bishops in Sao Paulo near the end of April; and finally to participate in some small way in the Assembly of the People being held on June 8-11 in Itacoatiara, and meet with as many people as he could.

On his arrival at the airport in Manaus, two bishop friends, many priests, and a large number of lay people were there to greet him. He was accompanied by Fr. Ron MacDonnell, a Scarboro colleague who had also served in the Brazil mission.

After a rest of two days in Manaus, George continued on his journey, arriving at the Benedictine monastery about 10 kilometres away from the city of Itacoatiara where he would spend the first months of his return to Brazil. Again, on his arrival at the monastery, many people were waiting to greet him.

According to plan, he celebrated the Easter vigil at the cathedral in Itacoatiara where he had been pastor for 20 years. On hearing that George would be celebrating this event, people came from all over the prelacy in support of his struggle and to offer their prayers and encouragement at this time in his journey. More than 3,000 people came to this celebration, many journeying long hours by boat from villages in the interior.

A couple of weeks later Ron accompanied George to Sao Paulo, the second part of George's journey, to participate in the Assembly of the National Bishops’ Conference of Brazil. At this time he was able to speak with the Nuncio of Brazil, and with many of his bishop friends from the region and from other parts of Brazil. All of them expressed solidarity in his illness and offered prayers for his recovery.

At the end of the first week of the bishops’ meetings, George said goodbye and returned to Itacoatiara. The journey to Sao Paulo took a lot out of him and his strength and health began to deteriorate. Extreme pain in his back began to develop, and so another journey to Manaus was necessary to get more medical consultation. A ‘cat scan’ revealed that a ruptured disk had developed and so treatment of this new agony had to begin.

At this time George also entered into a profound depression. With the depression came a lack of appetite and he began to lose more weight. At this point, George expressed his desire to return to Itacoatiara, to his own house, his own room and his office, to try to do a few little things that he felt he had to accomplish or had promised to do. At home he seemed to become more relaxed, a little happier, and not so depressed.

However, the disease continued to take its toll on his body. He ate very little and spent more and more time in bed, yet he complained very little. Two doctors from Itacoatiara attended his every need and made him as comfortable as possible. Mass was celebrated each day in his room by one of the priests from the prelacy.

In the week before George died, the Archbishop of Manaus and nine priests of the diocese came to visit George. They gave him the last rites and concelebrated Mass with him and the other priests of the prelacy.

On June 30, George’s body temperature dropped considerably and he began to perspire a great deal. Dehydration set in and more and more liquids had to be put into his body intravenously. On July 2 he passed away in his sleep.

Preparation for the funeral Mass and interment began at once. In the Amazon burial takes place within 24 hours because of the heat and humidity. During this time, one could almost feel the collective sorrow of the priests, sisters, pastoral agents, and the people of the prelacy, and condolences came from all over the world.

The Mass of the Resurrection was prepared by the liturgy team in Itacoatiara and held in the cathedral. The Archbishop of Manaus was the main celebrant. Three more regional bishops and two diocesan administrators also came to concelebrate with the priests, sisters, lay missionaries, and the people of the prelacy.

More than 5,000 people from the city of Itacoatiara and surrounding communities came to offer their last farewell to the one they came to know and love so well. It was a very solemn and beautiful Mass and it was presented live on the prelacy's satellite channel. Two large television screens were placed outside for those who were unable to get into the church itself.

The custom in most South American countries is to have a Mass on the seventh day after the person has died. For this the people would have time to prepare their celebration and feel freer to express their love for their bishop. The Archbishop of Manaus returned once again to concelebrate with the priests and people. Fr. Raymond O'Toole of Scarboro Missions’ General Council represented the Society and presented George’s sister-in-law, niece, and their two friends to the people during the celebration. Ray expressed the Society’s solidarity with the prelacy and thanked the people for their expression of faith and love for George. The following is an excerpt from his homily:

“The Gospel of today (the Beatitudes) speaks of those who are poor in spirit, the poor, the meek, those who hunger for justice, the merciful, the peace-makers, the pure of heart, and those who are persecuted for the cause of justice. It appears that Jesus was thinking of Dom Jorge when he was teaching on the mountain to the apostles and disciples. Dom Jorge embodied these qualities of the Beatitudes in his life and work in the prelacy.”

At the request of the people of the Prelacy of Itacoatiara, Bishop George, Dom Jorge as they knew him, was buried in a tomb within the cathedral. Each day since, a great many people continue to come to the tomb of Bishop George to pray for him and for his intercession. Indeed, many people already consider George a saint.

Happiness for me

Excerpts from Bishop Jorge’s opening address in June, 1998, to the “Assembly of the People”—a three-day gathering of the 300 or so Christian communities in the Prelacy of Itacoatiara, held every two years since 1981. Because of his weakened state, this would be the first time Bishop Jorge would not be participating.

I am here to say but a few words, and the first little word is this: happy... how happy I am to be here.

I had hoped to be in better health, but you know how it is... this body of mine.

How wonderful to see people from all areas of the prelacy. How wonderful! This is happiness for me because we are growing—growing in love, in solidarity, in sisterhood.

While you are here in Itacoatiara, living and breathing this wonderful Assembly of the People—just know I'm there in my home; but there will not be a moment when I'm separated from you. I'll be praying for you all, and I hope to meet with you all on Sunday evening.

Jorge Marskell
your bishop

“He Knows Me”

“Please, Sister, let me enter at least at the door of his room. If he sees me, even from afar, he will call me, because he knows me.”

I have had the privilege to work these three last years, since 1996, as the Secretary of the Prelacy of Itacoatiara, thus I came to know a little better the people—the flock—of Bishop Jorge Marskell...

Until the eve of his death, he received visitors for one hour every day. When I went to the front door to greet people who came to talk to him, they immediately told me, “He knows me.” And when I looked surprised, they at once revealed to me the occasion in their lives when they had become acquainted with him, and how this had marked their lives forever.

Last year I said to our dear bishop: “Dom Jorge, I’m going to write an article about you entitled, ‘He Knows Me,’ because countless persons who want to talk to you tell me—as a right to be received and one which they have acquired—“He knows me.’”

People who wanted to see Bishop Jorge because they know him and are known by him did not perceive, perhaps, the profound meaning of this knowledge... It was a knowledge based on the love of Jesus, the Good Shepherd, who said “I am the good shepherd. I know my sheep and my sheep know me.” (John 10:14)

During Dom Jorge’s sickness, a young man came to see him. That day the visitors had been many, about 100, and we had to finish the visits because Bishop Jorge was very tired. The young man became insistent: “Sister, let me go to see him. When I was in prison he came to visit me. He chatted with me. He shook my hand behind the bars. Now I’m free and I’m already working. He will be very happy to see me because he knows me.”

(Submitted by Sister Marilia Menezes)

He Carried Us In His Heart

After the death of Bishop George, a young Amazonian woman, carrying her two-year-old daughter in her arms, gave the following letter to Fr. Ron MacDonnell. Her words represent what we heard from many people in those last few months of George’s life—they testify to the mutual love shared between a pastor and his flock.

Bishop George has gone, but some things of him remain in our minds and our hearts: the shoulder of a friend, a smiling face, words of comfort and of solidarity, of a more just and fraternal life. Bishop George gave of himself, of his very best for us, and he carried us in his heart.

What will remain is the memory of a bishop happy in our midst, one who decided to give us his blessing first, so he could then rest in peace and go to be near the Most High, and sit at His Right Hand. I am very proud to be Amazonian because God placed in our midst Bishop George. When my daughter Cristina grows older I will tell this story and I’m sure that she too will be proud to be Amazonian.

Just as the light lightens our days, Bishop George will enlighten our minds and our hearts in order to accept our loss, through the words of wisdom by which he taught us and made his people grow in infinite love.

Itacoatiara, city of the Painted Rock,
is smiling and blessed,
happy to have known
a Reverendo named Jorge,
most happy and blessed.
The people of Itacoatiara
will always remember
a bishop, just and well-loved
, called to be close to God.

Thank you from the bottom of my heart for your attention, and for all the good which all of you give of yourselves for us. A big hug from me, Urania, my daughter, Cristina, and my husband, Hudson.

One of them

Where to find a more decent person, a people’s person, than George! George became one of them. How beautiful! People, Brazilians, loved him and he them. George, their bishop, their pastor. I can imagine how so many tears will drop! How their tears will flow from their hearts. Yes, how much so many loved George, how much more God loves George.

(A tribute to George by “Pablo”—Scarboro missionary Fr. Harvey Steele—on hearing of George’s death.)

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