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Let us pray..

As the media reminds us of the great impact John Paul II had on the world, let us remind ourselves of the challenge that the new pope will inherit. As the College of Cardinals gathers in obedience to select the successor, let us pray for them, and what they will be loosing upon the world. Let us pray that God's will be done above all.

John Paul the Great, thank you everything you were. We pray for your intercession into the hearts of your Bishops, that the man chosen will submit himself fully to Christ within.

Take some extra time this week to offer your thoughts and prayers up to this process. This is a moment in history where it is hard to discount the power of prayer. Also, please know that this is not only a moment of concern for the Catholic faithful, but all of mankind, to whose service the pope dedicates his life entirely.

Update: 4/5 Public access station WGN will be broadcasting the funeral at 3AM Chicago time, Friday morning. How would you have liked to have your wedding at 4pm this past Saturday in Holy Name Cathedral? Hilarity (reverent, that is) ensues. Technorati plus calling the center of the archdiocese my home has yielded a wealth of information in the blogosphere; adding an awesome gay Catholic to my little black book...

JPII's last note dictated, for his weeping aides: "I am happy, and you should be as well. Let us pray together with joy."
JPII's final words, to the thousands of youth waiting on him outside his window: "I have looked for you. Now you have come to me. And I thank you."

Update: 4/6 - see the College of Cardinals for a breakdown by continents and nations of Cardinals selecting a successor.

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