By Margaret Silf
A sixteenth-century saint. A twenty-first-century woman.
Two very different paths are about to cross . . .
What could we have in common with a man from the sixteenth century? How about a man from the sixteenth century who becomes a saint? St. Ignatius of Loyola wasn’t always heroic and holy; he was flawed and fallible, just like us. In Just Call Me López, a twenty-first-century woman, Rachel, meets Íñigo López—the man we know today as St. Ignatius—and both are transformed by their unlikely friendship and series of thought-provoking conversations.
Their worlds literally collide when Rachel is struck by a hit-and-run driver, and López is there to help her. They realize that this chance accident is actually an act of God that allows Rachel and López, through the medium of their friendship, to come to terms with their personal struggles.
Just Call Me López helps us realize that our very human faults and imperfect behavior do not prevent us from receiving God’s grace; rather, knowing our weaknesses and giving ourselves over to the Holy Spirit can reveal the God within us and the path before us.