Our Church at the Crossroads of Eternity, by Greg Schlueter

Yesterday, in the heart of the Catholic Church, a sacred drama reached its summit. The conclave has ended. White smoke has risen. A new pope has been chosen — a moment that reaches back through centuries, a moment when the Church stands poised, not merely looking to the future, but standing at the crossroads of eternity. Inside the Sistine Chapel, beneath Michelangelo’s fresco of the Last Judgment, the prayers of the cardinals have been answered, and the Church now looks to her new shepherd.

To the world, this moment may seem like mere pageantry. But to those with eyes to see, it is the beating heart of a greater mystery. We are living in Ezekiel’s valley—a generation surrounded by dry bones. And this conclave is not merely the choosing of a pope; it is the sound of a summons echoing through the ages, calling the Church—and each of us—to rise, to breathe, to live again. ….

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