Requiescat in Pace! I awoke today, Easter Monday, to very sad news.  Like all Catholic priests, I had gone through the marathon of Holy Week, with all of the various liturgies, which are spiritually and emotionally moving, but also physically exhausting.  Easter Sunday night, after the parish masses, I relaxed, watching the classic Cecil B. DeMille film "Ben Hur", then settled in for a good night's sleep. After waking Monday morning, I dressed and prayed, fed my cats, and made my morning coffee, then turned on the television only to be met with the news that Pope Francis had died. I was stunned, yet I could see it coming.  I had watched the recorded Easter Sunday Mass from the Vatican, and the Urbi et Orbi blessing following the Vatican Mass on Sunday, once I had celebrated Easter Masses at my two parishes.  I was struck by how tired Pope Francis looked when he came out to be driven through the crowd in St. Peter's Square, and when he gave the Po...