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| Some of my Canon Law Class inside the Apostolic Palace. The door at the end of this hallway is the pope's bedroom (that is where the popes have normally lived, though Pope Francis is living in another building). We were there awaiting our meeting with the "chief of protocol" for the Vatican Secretary of State. |
Dear Friends and Family,
This month in Rome is now coming to an end. Tomorrow morning, thanks to a new rule for visas to Britain, I have to fly back to the USA (instead of flying directly to England), in order to have my visa processed in the U.S. and then will fly to England.
So much happened this past month and even just this past week! There would be too much to write here so I'll include just a point or two.
My guardian angel has taken very good care of me. For example Tuesday afternoon I entered the Vatican City State in order to sign up for a canon law periodical. However I was directed to the wrong office, and was mistakenly led to the office of the editor of the English edition of
L'Osservatore Romano (the Vatican's newspaper). Someone opened the door and said, "This is Mary Nolan, our editor." "Mary Nolan? From South Bend?" I asked. Sure enough, there in front of me was the Mary I had met when she was a little 10 year old girl--whose home I used to go to with some other college students to pray the rosary with her family--when I was studying at Notre Dame, and who had now become the editor of
L'Osservatore Romano.
So I had the pleasure of catching up on her life and discussing life in the Vatican--which of course she knows quite well after several years as editor. By the time we stopped talking I was supposed to be at my next appointment for a canon law class: an appointment with Cardinal Pell and the officials from the Secretariat for the Economy (in charge of the Vatican's finances). She offered to lead me there by a back way so that I would be on time. We indeed arrived at the Cardinal's office just ahead of the required time. However we were told that the Cardinal and officials had just left... to go to an undisclosed conference room to meet with my class. We asked one of his secretaries which conference room and she replied, "there are about 1,000 in these buildings."
So I headed out to the main avenue, hoping to find some trace of them, and ran into... Cardinal Pell, who for some reason was walking by himself towards the building. He said "well then you can come with me, as I'm a bit late myself," and I had the pleasure of talking with him one-on-one for some minutes as we walked towards the conference room. I thanked him for his courageous witness to the Truth, talked about a few other things, and responded to a few questions he was kind enough to ask about my own priestly life and ministry. After arriving at the conference room he gave our whole class a very frank and interesting talk on his challenging work of trying to get handle on the Vatican finances. He asked that the talk be "off the record" so I'll keep it that way, but will say that he does not have an easy job.
Among other encounters arranged by Divine Providence were lunch with Fr. Thierry Sol, professor of the history of canon law at the pontifical university of Santa Croce (who offered to help me track down some canon law books), a visit to the oldest Carmel in Rome and a chance to pray there at the tomb of Fr. Gabriel of St. Mary Magdalen, and also to speak with the mother superior; a visit to the private quarters and chapel of St. Philip Neri, along with a chance to pray at his tomb in the large church he designed himself.
But right now I am very happy to be heading to a quiet Carmel in England (after a detour to the U.S. for the visa). Meeting important people is interesting and all--and it has been a very interesting past few weeks in terms of getting a sense of the Vatican and of the state of the Church in general--but I'm quite happy right now to leave that behind and head to what seems so much needed in the Church today--quiet prayer, charity, faith, and sacrifice.
Thank you for all the prayers you have offered on my behalf (and don't stop!). I try mainly in these posts to speak about some of God's blessings, but these weeks have also involved their share of crosses. Before signing off, I'll include a few additional photos, and first a story on the lighter side: while traveling via train and bus I have sometimes been following courses in Italian via my cell phone and a set of headphones. One or two lessons focussed on learning how to ask for different things, how to speak about different locations and different times of day. So the course chose to construct a number of conversations around whether or not to order beer or wine, how much, who would bring it, whose home we would meet at, etc. So it occurred to me that the people sitting around me on the train or bus were hearing a priest in a cassock spend half an hour--apparently talking with someone on his cell phone--in intense discussion about how much beer or wine we should order and were and when we should meet. Well, hopefully it gave someone a laugh :).
I prayed for you all in a particular way in this morning's Mass. Below is a photo of that, as well as a few other photos.
In Cordibus Iesu et Mariae,
Fr. Anthony Pillari
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| Before yesterday's 6AM Mass. All this week I was blessed to have some nuns attending and praying. This morning I was pleased to find that I could give an impromptu sermon in Italian--with horrible grammar but that seemed to be understandable. |
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| In the little box on the altar is one of the habits that St. Therese of Lisieux wore. |
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| Altar upon which John Henry Newman offered his first Mass as a Catholic priest. |
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| St. Peter's from a rooftop connected to the Apostolic Palace. A Dominican priest from Australia, fellow canon law student, pictured. |
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| My arrangement for sleeping during the warm Roman nights. Since air-conditioning is almost non-existent in Rome (and certainly is non-existent where I'm staying here at the Lepanto Foundation), getting to sleep involves some ingenuity. I found the best arrangement is that pictured above. By closing the base of the fan in my suitcase I can kept it tilted at this angle and the fan blowing directly on me and as close as possible. Between that and a cold shower right before going to sleep I get a good night's rest! Well, sort of... :) |