Monday, February 11, 2013
I was the last to know, apparently. I only heard the shocking news this morning.
My dear friends, the time to say the beads in now, and unceasingly until the white smoke emerges from the Vatican chimneys. The time is dark and the situation is very grave.
I will not bore my readers with my uninformed speculations. We all have our opinions. Mine are not any more informed than most other Catholic bloggers. I have no knowledge as to what prompted this. I have often criticized Benedict for his lack of governance, for not taking a firm hand at the wheel. Even while admiring the good he has done I have always had to face that cold shower of disappointment over a Papacy that has seemed mired, or stuck, in a groove of ambiguity and contradictions. It is all very strange.
But now it is time for the beads.
St Joseph, Patron of the Universal Church, pray for us.
UPDATE 13 February 2013:
We're hearing more Gregorian Chant in the abdication news reports background music in one day than the average Catholic has heard in thirty-five years.
The US president says that his "prayers are with the Pope". Isn't that special? My mind's eye can see Barack and Michelle, after a hard day of murdering innocents with drones and shoving sodomy and abortion down our throats, getting ready to turn in for sleep after brushing their teeth and cleaning the lint out from between their toes, kneeling at their bedside and saying their nightly prayers for Pope Benedict.