When I heard the new pope’s name I immediately joined many others in researching his past tweets and reading old news stories. But this wasn’t me looking to know the leader of the Church better. This was me feeding my fears. I was merely scrolling for confirmation that we were in trouble.

He said what? About what? He didn’t act?

And then I stopped. I’m not doing this. I’m not doom scrolling for dirt on the new pope.

One of the impacts of Pope Francis is that he took center stage and was the focal point of sooooooooo many arguments between Catholics online and in real life. Pope Francis took center stage. His every utterance was tinder for social media fires.

Quite frankly, I’m exhausted. Truly. I don’t want to fight about the pope. I hope and pray the pope is saintly and doesn’t call me names. I hope and pray he doesn’t obfuscate the Church’s teachings. But I’m not about to get preemptively upset. I’m not going to predict bad things and then rant about them.

I’m only going to rant against actual things.

Look, the Holy Spirit used Pope Francis’ papacy to reawaken the west and it has begun, whether that was because of Francis or despite him I don’t have to know. I’m just thankful it’s happening. I have faith.

That doesn’t mean there won’t be squabbles, battles, and fires along the way. But I’m choosing happiness. For now.