I thought I had lived through everything in 1978 when I had three popes in six weeks.
We had a power outage in part of our house last night–wind whipping everything south of the bathroom to an on-and-off flicker. Only the computer, tv, and the sleeping chamber of the young miss were spared.
Speaking of whom, this is the first time my own child woke me up with ecclesiastically shocking news. This can’t be right, I thought. What happened to my clock radio, I though. Well, the BBC confirmed it.
Immediately my thoughts go to the liturgy … How will we pray for a retired pope? Both now before he steps down, during the conclave, and then in his retirement. (Did I hear right that George Weigel calls this an abdication? Man, that is some loaded term. What on earth happened to that guy?)
I don’t just mean the Eucharistic Prayer, but also the petitions people will compose for daily and Sunday Masses.
The timing of this also ensures the anniversary of a pope will remain in the vicinity of Holy Week. That may or may not be a good absorption.
What do you think of B16’s plans to stick close to Rome?
What will the 24-hour internet news cycle make of this conclave? Oh wait, we almost had smartphones and YouTube and Twitter in 2005, didn’t we? How do you generate white smoke from a smartphone?