Today, the Church stands between worlds.
The Pope has passed from this life, and the Seat of Peter stands vacant — a reminder that all earthly power, even the most sacred, is only borrowed, never possessed.
We honor his soul and commend him to the mercy of God, trusting that the Shepherd who called him home holds him now in light.
And yet —
there is a silence that descends over the Church in moments like these.
A sacred vacancy.
A holy waiting.
The Chair of Peter, once filled, now stands empty —
a visible wound at the heart of the Church.
A reminder that all we see is passing, that all authority is stewardship, and that the true King is never absent, even when the earthly shepherds fall silent.
At Temple of Why, we do not rush past this mystery.
We stand vigil in the space between endings and beginnings.
We honor the vacancy, the waiting, the unknowing.
We pray for the soul of the one who has gone.
We pray for the one who will be called.
We pray for the Church — battered, wounded, beautiful — to remember that it is Christ’s body, not man’s, and that its heart beats with His eternal life.
The Seat is empty.
But the Cross is not.
In the mystery, we watch and we wait.
Lord, have mercy. Christ, have mercy. Lord, have mercy