In the footsteps of the saints

We woke up early (5:45) and made our way downstairs for a filling breakfast of bread and small pieces of oatmeal. Being satisfied pilgrims, we left
for Saint Peter's and experienced many natural wonders on the way including the metro station, which was built in the 8th century A.D. by Roman slaves who used only their bare hands. We arrived at Saint Peter's and after a brief stay in line we entered the church. Our hopes were high, but the basilica somehow exceeded all expectations. Father Dave gave a moving homily about following Christ that added to the divine atmosphere of the building. We then began our walking tour where we saw the Trevi Fountain, the incorrupt body of John XXIII-he looks like he is sleeping-and the church of saint ignatius, where Connor saw Robert bell amine, his patron saint. To finish the tour we stopped at a church made from the bones of over 4000 Fransiscan clergy men and other small children. It was in no way creepy or slightly disturbing at all. Finally the night finished with adoration at a small church across the street from our hotel. Although it lasted for over an hour, it flew by and we left touched by God. ~ Michael Duffey inspired by lack of sleep!






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