I’m reminded of that old story where a God-fearing man is trapped in his house during a flood. He goes up one floor at a time as the water rises, until he’s forced out of the window in the attic, and must climb out onto the roof.
A boat comes along offering assistance. The man declines, saying, “No, thank you. My Lord will save me.”
A short while later, a small helicopter hovers close, and drops a rope, urging the man to climb to safety. The man declines again, saying, “No, thank you. My Lord will save me.”
The man is soon overtaken by the flood, dies, and stands before God.
“I kept the faith my entire life, never questioning or wavering or going astray. Why then did you not save me when the flood came?”
And God replies, “What more did you want? I sent you a boat and a helicopter!”
God knows we’re crazy. I suspect that’s where the pope-mobile came from. Francis needs to just get in. It’s not for the crackpots who would shoot a pope. It’s for the faithful and the children who need him to stick around.