I know most of my readers don’t care, and those who care already know, but…

My home diocese gets their new bishop tomorrow!

It’s not that I don’t like our current bishop — I do, but I feel sorry for him because I know he probably wants to retire and have his life back.  He’s been waiting to retire for quite some time!

And because I’m a church nerd, I’m very excited.  I love breaking news in the Church.  I thrive on it.  So for the past few years, I’ve been waiting with bated breath for the announcement.  I’ve watched as diocese after diocese gets their bishop.  I’ve followed vacant dioceses and bishops who were approaching retirement age.  I’ve watched as Lafayette slowly made its way to the top of the list.  And then I waited some more.   I’ve listened to the rumors in the rumor mill.  I’ve sorted out false alarms.  I’ve researched.  I set alarms on my phone for a certain blog’s updates.  I’ve followed a certain Twitter.  I’ve waited.  And while waiting, I learned the ropes — how the announcement is made, how the hints are leaked, who knows what when.  The other dioceses have been good practice for me, I suppose.

Did I mention that I’ve been waiting?

So I’ll be setting my alarm at 5 am Central Time tomorrow.

And until then — I’ll be praying for the new shepherd.