You have to be pope today. One day you are riding the subway to work and the next you are standing on the papal balcony before thousands of people wearing the papal white. I cannot even imagine what it must be like. You have my prayers.
So today starts a new chapter in the life of the Church. Soon we will have to get used to a new face replacing Benedict’s hanging in the hallway. At Mass there will be the remembering to say the name Francis when we pray for the pope. There is a new voice to which we will become accustomed to listening when he gives talks and a new style of writing when a document is presented.
On a lighter note, immediately after the announcement that we had a new pope, we received an Email memo from our diocese instructing us to have a noon Mass on Friday (tomorrow) for the new pope. So I, being a good soldier, advertised it, sent out Emails and one calls, lined up ministers and picked reading.
Then we got a second memo. An updated memo. It said, “Mistake. We didn’t mean have your own Mass, but come join along with your people the Bishop at the cathedral.” But as the song goes, “Well it’s too late baby, yea, it’s too late . . .”
So, if you are looking for a way to celebrate . . . you could either go to the Cathedral and join the bishop or, if it is more convenient, stop by St. Sebastian for noon Mass tomorrow for Pope Francis.