Words cannot even begin to explain what we just experienced—something truly unfathomable. Just an hour and a half ago, I returned from Saint Peter’s Square, where over 100,000 people gathered to pray the rosary together for our Holy Father, Pope Francis.
Having this opportunity to revisit Rome, and to do so during the Jubilee Year, is truly a privilege. I must say, this trip was not the original plan—but as usual, God had other plans. When my mom tore her Achilles tendon in her right leg, requiring surgery, our planned trip for October 2024 had to be postponed. Hoping to reschedule the trip for Divine Mercy Sunday, I tried to see how far out we could push the dates. (Side note: never use CheapoAir—you get exactly what you expect!) The best option available was the second-to-last week of February. Not ideal, but pazienza—patience.
I was asked numerous times what my favorite part of my trip to Rome was, even with just being home less than ten hours. In my exhaustion, I was unable to answer. What makes me able to answer this after just four hours of sleep, I have no idea.
Today started with mass at St. James and John Basilica. It was the stational mass of the day. Most the people that attended this mass were English-speaking people, so it was nice to have a part of home here in Rome. Yes, I know that I’m on my way home in just a few days, but it was an enjoyable experience of being able to worship with other English-speaking people here in Rome. It truly reminded me of the universality of our church.
DARN JETLAG! It’s 3am over here and I’m wide awake! #NEEDSLEEP!!
— Andrew M. Boyd (@boydspace) March 5, 2017
Waking up at 3am is not fun. No matter what anyone tells me, this is not a fun way to spend one’s time traveling. Yet that is exactly what I experienced today. Have you ever had one of those moments where your body just says ‘get up!’ and you can’t figure out why? Under no circumstance should I have woken up at 3am here this morning, yet after five hours of sleep I was wide awake and ready for the day.