The other day, I posted on my Facebook page that in the wake of the Cardinal's recent false welcome, I stand at a crossroad in my faith journey; however, I realize now that it is not I who stands at this crossroad, but rather the Cardinal himself.
My childhood's tame, cultivated Jesus couldn't seize a temple or sweat blood in a garden or mount a cross -- and he'd shun the morning light even if he were raised from the dead. Such a Jesus may seem comforting, but He is not life-giving.
When the now familiar face of the Cardinal from Buenos Aires appeared I found myself shouting at the screen: "who is that?" And soon we knew: Pope Francis, potentially the most transformative pope the church has seen in 50 years.