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It has been far too long since I have updated this blog- nearly a month! Yikes!- and much has been happening in the mean time, which is why I have been slacking! I hope that this finds all of you well and enjoying that true joy and peace that comes from Jesus our Savior and our Hope. I am going to give a brief run down of what has been going on with some photos sprinkled throughout. So here goes!

After the Palio I had two weeks left in Siena and they flew by. School was great there, and I really feel very blest to have studied there. I had a great individual tutor every afternoon and she was just a delight! (She is in the picture to the right with those of all of us who studied in Siena... she cooked us lasgana one friday for Prazno!) She was a very faithful and fervent Catholic and we were able to spend our two and a half hours each day talking about the beauty of Catholicism, philosophy, liturgy, and literature- all in Italian. It was great, and it was sad having to leave the school because I really had enjoyed my time and the friendship that I had formed there. The weekend before leaving we headed to Florence on Saturday and spent the day there it was so cool- the Uffizi Gallery, the Convent of San Marco where Beato Angelico’s frescos are, Ponte Vecchio, Santa Maria dei Fiori and the Basilica of San Miniato which has a spectacular view down on the city. I have always wanted to get to Florence and it was pretty surreal (like a lot of things over the past two months!) to finally be there walking across the famed Arno and munching on some gelato in the shadow of the famous duomo! God is good.

We left Siena on the 26th of August and headed back to Roma. In the first couple days back in Rome were packed with incredible happenings. We got to pray at the Tomb of Saint Monica (Saint Augustine’s mom) on her feast day, and it is a tradition that we pray for our moms and grandmas there at her tomb. (I am thinking about you both! I love you) The next day we got up early to head over to Saint Peter’s at 7AM to have mass at the Tomb of the Prince of the Apostles. Words cannot explain how powerful it was to hear Matthew 16 proclaimed when I was but a few feet from the very Rock upon which Jesus built, and continues to build his holy Church- our mother and teacher. If that were not enough we had the chance on Sunday to go out to Castel Gandalfo- about an hour from Rome- to see Peter’s Successor, Our Holy Father and Christ’s Vicar on Earth- Pope Benedict XVI give his Angelus message at 12:00. After which we got a guided tour of the Papal Gardens by his secretary, Archbishop Harvey, who went to the PNAC and is from Milwaukee. We were able to sing the Salve Regina in at the Grotto there where Benedict prays his daily rosary and where JPII used to often visit (we also saw the swimming pool that JPII had built and which he used daily when he was able! Haha)

Monday, after a few days of fun, we headed back to Italian class! We have a teachers that come and teach us for four hours in the morning. My lessons have been going well, and on Monday we have an Italian exam at the Gregorian where I will be studying which we have to pass to be able to study there (pray for us!). In the afternoons we have had various conferences orientating us to life at the seminary here, and getting us acclimated. It has been a good time and has been great getting to learn about this place and I am very excited and grateful to be studying a living in a place so dedicated to forming good holy priests for the glory of God and the salvation of souls. After the afternoon conferences I have made a few trips around Rome to see various Churches and sites. I even got to have a tour of the Swiss Guard Barracks in the Vatican! They had some sweet stuff! haha. It was particularly graced to go to the tombs and shrine of saint on their feast days for example going to the Church of the Holy Cross where Saint Helena brought the relics of the True Cross on the feast of the Triumph of the Cross, or to the tomb of Saint Robert Bellermine in the Church of Saint Ignatius (my confirmation patron!) on his memorial. The communion of the saints if more real here than I have ever known before- and be assured I bring you all in my prayers to all of these places, asking the Holy Spirit to pour out his abundance of divine life into your souls!

The other pretty awesome thing we have had the chance to do was going to Assisi the second weekend in Rome. It was a great weekend of quite to make a mini retreat and to take in the sights and scenes from the lives of Saint Francis and Saint Clare. It was particularly cool one of the days when we hiked up this mini-mountain to a hermitage where Francis prayed immediately after his conversion and we had Mass up in the hills. It was a beautiful day since that weekend the 90-100 degree weather finally broke and God sent us a sunny day in the high low 80’s which felt so good! We also had a tour of the Basilica of Saint Francis by a Franciscan from the States and it was awesome to go inside of the monastery and also to be able to pray at the tomb of this Saint whose name is known throughout the world! (Despite the fact that he is known and perceived more as a hippie than the true servant of God and ascetic that he was!)

Whew! There it is- this crazy and unbelievable life which for some reason I have been offered here! We have a week left of Italian to go (thanks be to God!) and then we head onto retreat for a week before returning for a week leading up the Ordination of this year’s deacon class and then school starts on October 12th (the longest summer ever!) I really can’t wait! I have already chomping on the bit to get started with theological studies and have taken advantage of our great library here at school to pick up a few good reads! If you have any questions or just want to say hi please do- it would be great to hear how you are doing! In any event be assured of my prayers and please, in your charity, remember me in yours. Have a good Saturday! God bless. Live Jesus.

P.S. A priest from Saint Louis, Fr. Larry Brennan, is here for sebatical. He studied here 30 years ago and has been showing us around! Here is a picture of he, Charlie (my diocesan brother here) and myself at the Spanish Steps from last weekend! Peace.

Il Palio di Maria Assunta

Last weekend, the 14-16th of August, was a big weekend here in Siena, probably the most anticipated of the year. There is a 700 year old tradition here of a great celebration surrounding the Feast of the Assumption. The tradition goes back to the 13th century when the Sienese were in a war against their Florentine neighbors to the north. The people of Siena consecrated themselves to Our Lady of the Assumption and under her protect they were able to defeat the Florentines in one particularly famous that was won, the name of which I have forgotten. But anyway, in memory of this they have been annually celebrating in magnificently on the feast of the Assumption for some centuries now. The main events are not of particularly religious nature, and center around the oldest horse race in the world- the Palio.

The Palio is run on the 16th- this year Sunday- the day after the feast of the Assumption. There are several events that lead up to the race in which I was able to participate. The first is the selection of the horses, which took place the Thursday before t he race. Some trainers out in the countryside pick thirty horses which seem to be promising racers. Then they bring these thirty to the city and have them run a couple practice runs around the track- which actually the outer rim of the Piazza del Campo (the main square in Siena which in the week preceding is filled up with dirt and medieval looking grandstands!) After these trial runs they select 10 horses which will be the ones in the race. The ten horses are then randomly selected and assigned to a different contrada or neighborhood in the city. There 17 of these throughout Siena and they have been around since the 12th century. Each one is a different part of the city, and they are originally associated with different medieval guilds. Every year 10 contradas are chosen to race and the other seven sit out, and are guaranteed a spot in the following year’s race. Anyway- the horses are drawn in this elaborate ceremony where this young boy draws numbers out of what appears to be a medieval raffle wheel and then draws the name of one of the contradas- corresponding to that horse. It is a huge deal and the square was pretty full. Whenever a neighborhood got drawn all the men would come down and grab their horse and then start marching through the city back to their part of town (where there is a building call- no joke- the horse house, where the horse stays till race day!)- chanting these fight songs all the way!

After that there are various provos or trial runs that occur each night so that the horse and the jockeys can get used to the track, and also so that the locals can have an idea on who to bet on! I actually didn’t make it to any of these because at the same time as these happened there was also a Novena at the duomo preparing for the feast of the Assumption. We went to mass nearly all nine days of the novena (I missed a few when I was in Ravenna), with all the old church ladies from Siena- it was great! Haha. On the last night this priest who is the rector of the cathedral came up to us and asked us if we were seminarians- I guess we kind of stick out as the only people under 50 there… But after we told him who we were he invited us to serve the Solemn Mass on Saturday with the Archbishop of Siena! Pretty insane! Naturally we accepted! So on Saturday morning we got to the Cathedral at 9:15 before the 10AM mass and got all prepped for the mass with our servers albs and directions on what are roles would be during the mass! The bishop got there a few minutes before mass and we got to talk to him for a bit- a really nice and holy man! It was awesome! I was a vimp and held the bishop’s mitre during the Mass, and it was pretty surreal to think that in the midst of a church full of Italians there were six American serving the mass! It was amazing- God works wonders and it is so amazing that for the second week in a row I was graced to be able to serve Mass in one of the most famous churches in the World!

Anyway, Sunday was the big day of the race and we got up early to go to Sunday mass down in the Piazza del Campo with the bishop. (This is a special mass where he actually blesses all the jockeys before the race- it is crazy how much they get into this!)After that we hung out until about 2 pm when we went to one of the neighborhoods around the school (the monastery I live in is in the Bruco (which means caterpillar- they all have animal mascots!) neighborhood which wasn’t competing this time around unfortunately) and witness the blessing of the horse. This is a traditional ceremony where they bring the horse up to the altar of the local parish and the priest blesses the horse! And then yells, and I mean really yells, at it, “Va, e ritorna il vincatore!” which means “Go! And return the victor!” It was pretty awesome! But each contrada does this and then the whole contrada processes around the city following the horse that is preceded by some men dressed up in some intense medieval garb- I have attached some photos so you can see what I mean! They stop by all the famous places in the city including the Duomo where they are blessed by the bishop who stands in his palace’s window! They do this for about three hours! Eventually they get to the Piazzo del Campo which is the race track and then process around there for a while and then we just have to wait till the race which began at seven.

We got to the Piazza about two hours before race time and it was packed! They close all the entrances to the piazza but one and it took a good half an hour to get in- they fit on average about 40,000 people into this little piazza for the race! We just kind of chilled there- munchin’ on some bread and taking in the scene until it was time for the race about 7:00 when the Palio- a banner that is given to the winner- arrived on this cart being pulled by four huge oxen! Following this the race is supposed to start within a few minutes- and indeed the bareback horses and their riders all came onto the course- but when seven rolled around the race did not start! We had to wait for nearly an hour and half for the race to actually start because the horses all just line up on the starting line and they do not easily do this- especially when their jockeys have made deals and the different neighborhoods work together to gain advantages! As I was standing there I realized that Americans would never put up with something so disorganized- but it was quintessential Italy as I have come to know it! When the race finally started, it was an exhilarating minute and a half and when the dust settled- two riders were down, and the Civetta, or the Owl, contrada had won the race! The place went nuts with that neighborhood’s fans going crazy- they hadn’t won in thirty years!- and the rest of the mob trying to get out the place. We made it back safe a sound to our monastery, avoiding a few fights we passed on the way, and called it a day.

The infamous Palio of Siena was quite an event- unlike anything I have seen before- and once was enough!

More updates on life here will be forthcoming, all is very well but italian classes and orientation have sucked up my free time! But be assured of my prayers, keep me in yours.

Holy Mary Gloriously Assumed into Heaven, Pray for us sinners now and at the hour of our death!

Ravenna

I got on a train from Siena at about three on Friday and then went to Florence. I had an hour stop here before my next train and so I headed out to see the famous duomo, Santa Maria della Fiore! It is absolutely gorgeous! I can’t wait to get to see it more this next weekend when I will for sure be heading there for a full day! But after that short stop I go on the train and two and half hours later- having gone through the beautiful Apennine mountains with some amazing views- I was in Ravenna. I met my friend Patrick at the train station and we headed to the parish that he lives in. There are actually two churches there- Saint Mary Major- which was built after the council in Ephesus in 431 (and was actually consecrated before the church by the same name is Rome!) which proclaimed Mary, officially for the first time, as the theotokos or God-Bearer, and then the church of San Vitale, which is from 550 or so and has some absolutely beautiful mosaics! So I got settled there in the rectory and met Don Rosino who is the pastor there- a very good priest, who was extremely welcoming.


That evening we headed out with Don Denis, a priest from Michigan (Saginaw in fact- where the new Archbishop of Saint Louis came from!) also living and studying there, and met up with some of their friends from their language school for a dinner. It was interesting meeting these people from
various places like Switzerland, Germany, Austria, France, and the Netherlands, and I think they were kind of overwhelmed by the fact that there were three young men who are desiring to be or are priests, because from the sounds of it they all have a pretty bad conception of the church and the priesthood. I ended up talking with this Calvinist guy from Switzerland for a while and it was so interesting- and sad- to hear how bad his experience with the church was, but also how little he really understood that religion was about and what the church is about. Europe is really in a sad state- most young people really dislike the church and think that it is a thing of the past that will soon be gone! They can use a lot of prayers so that hopefully they will come to see the beauty and love which Jesus and his Church are offering them! But after that Patrick and I, went and walked around San Vitale which was incredible and then spent some a few hours sitting and talking about the seminary, and the faith over some gelato (the gelato there was far inferior to the stuff in Siena!)

The next morning we went to mass at the parish and then headed out to see all the big churches there in Ravenna. There are several from the 5th and 6th century because the city was the center of the Byzantine empire for a time so the Emperor built a lot of big churches! They were all quite beautiful, but nothing as nice as San Vitale in my mind! We were church gazing for about 5 hours and after that- later in the afternoon we headed to the beach- the Adriatic Sea- which is only about a 15 minute bus ride from the center of town. I was lovely- the beach was packed, but we just chilled there and relaxed in the water for a few hours. It was very relaxing and nice to just be able to sit and think in peace- Despite the crazy Italians around! After dinner we got back to the rectory and the pastor was making us dinner! So we had a really nice Italian dinner, and it was so nice to just sit and talk- in Italian- with this priest and he told so many funny stories and legends about Ravenna and his life. It was a really cool evening. Fairly surreal to think about the fact at I was having dinner and talking in Italian to a random pastor in Italy! The Lord is truly blessing me with this incredible experience!

Finally on Sunday we had mass at 10:30 at San Vitale and I got to serve! It was so cool to be able to serve mass at this church which is some 1500 years old and to think that so many saints have said mass at the altar! I was especially thinking of all of my family and friends at that mass and just knowing that in faith and love were all were right there next to me! After mass we Americans cooked a nice lunch and we just sat around and ate and talked for a few hours about the church in Europe and how best to reach out to those who dislike the church or just don’t even understand the first thing about it! It was awesome- and inspiring – to hear the thoughts and insights of those guys and it gives me so much hope for the church in the US to know that all over the country there are good men whom God is calling to lead his church as priests and pastors! After having seen one last church that afternoon, I left Ravenna about 5 on Sunday and despite almost missing my connection in Ravenna (I was running through the train station, I probably looked ridiculous!) it made it back safe a sound. European Trip 1: Mission Accomplished!

I hope that all is well back at home and that everyone is enjoying the last few weeks of summer before school starts up! This is truly the longest summer of my life seeing as I don’t start school until October! I will hopefully get another post up this week about all this weekends events around the feast of the Assumption and the Palio! It was awesome! Be assured of my prayers, please keep me in yours. VIVE JESUS! Caio!

Siena- Prima Settimana

Ciao! I hope that this finds everyone well. I have made it through my first week living and studying in Siena. I arrived here last Sunday afternoon after a two hour bus ride from Rome. Siena is north of Rome, in the region of Tuscany. It is a small medieval city that still is enclosed by its original walls from around the 13th or 14th century! When my five classmates and I arrived here we headed to the Church of San Francesco where we would are staying and meet Padre Paulo who is one of the friars living here. We dropped our bags off in our rooms and then headed out to see some of the city.

Our first stop was the Dante Alighieri Language School which is where we are studying Italian for the next few weeks. It is about a 15 minute walk from San Francesco and we are studying there with students of various ages from all across the world. I was placed in an intermediate class with 7 other students- two from the States, along with some from France, England, Holland, Switzerland, and Costa Rica. We have lessons for six hours a day (pretty exhausting!) with three hours in the morning with my professor Enzo, and then three in the afternoon with my private tutor Manuela who is teaching us theological language and other important things like the mass and how to go to confession in Italian. I meet with her in private lessons for two hours each day and talk about all sorts of different topics. (she happened to study medieval philosophy in college and loves theology! So it has been fun learning how to talk about the Trinity and grace in Italian!) After five days of class I feel like my language is getting much stronger and it seems that at this rate I should be close to fluent by the end of the month. Please keep us all in your prayers for the gift of tongues!

After seeing the school that Sunday we headed off to see the rest of city- and wow is it beautiful! It is really the little Italian town I have always had in my mind- small stone buildings, with bright colored shutters, flowers, and lots of little café’s and bakeries. But even more than this- it is a city that is filled with the glories of Catholicism! There are beautiful churches around every corner, and lovely frescos and statues of the Blessed Mother and the saints, carved and painted into the side of the houses and buildings! It is such an experience to just walk the streets and to think that these streets have been walked by so many saints, like Saint Catherine and Saint Bernardine, and even ordinary men and women who have seen these same images and worshiped in these same churches for more than eight centuries! We have been going to mass most days either at the basilica of San Francesco which is connected to our residence or to the Casa di Santa Caterina which is a Dominican convent which has been built on the site of Saint Catherine of Siena’s lifelong home! It is truly amazing to celebrate mass in the churches where the saints prayed, and realizing that they are still present with us through the communion of the saints.

The two biggest attractions here in Siena are the Duomo, Santa Maria della Assunta, and the famous piazza del campo. The Duomo is one of the first gothic churches built and it is absolutely gorgeous (it is the church that I am standing in front of above). The cathedral is dedicated to Our Lady of the Assumption, who is the patron of the entire city. On the feast of the Assumption, August 15th, there is a huge festival here in the Siena that goes for a few days. On the 16th there is a famous race called the Palio which is run in the central piazza, the Campo. The Campo is a shell shaped piazza about the size of a baseball field and the main government building and clock tower of the town are there. On the 16th each of the neighborhoods or contradas in the city enter a horse in the Palio which is a race around the outside of the campo. (This was pictured in the opening scene of the most recent James Bond movie if you want to see it in action!) But it is a huge event and all the people get very into it- dressing up in medieval costumes and putting on performances for the days leading up to the race. I will make sure to post pictures and give an account of it when it happens in two weeks.

It has been a great week here in Siena and while the first couple of days of trying to find food for myself, and adjusting to lots of Italian class were difficult, it is a great city and it is going to be a great month! Know that you all are in my prayers and I miss you very much. I hope that you all had a good feast of Saint Ignatius of Loyola on Friday! Talk to you soon- I am planning at trip to Florence next weekend so stay posted for a report! May the peace and joy of the Spirit be with you. AMDG. -C

First Days on the Hill

Whew! It has been a whirls wind past few days. I arrived on Monday in Rome about noontime, and it has been quite an exciting time since then. There have been so many incredible things to see and do, and some great men from around the US that I have been having a chance to meet.

We were picked up in a big group, about 50 of us, from the airport, and took a bus back to the North American College which is on top of the Janiculum hill about a half mile from the Vatican ( it is a pretty nice view from the breakfast table of Michelangleo's dome!) The first thing they did was feed us a nice italian lunch or pranzo which is the biggest meal of the day (the food is absolutely amazing everyday!) After that we had some time to just relax and unpack up in our rooms for the rest of the afternoon and evening with a small walk around the city that evening for those who weren't totally jet lagged.

Over the next few days we have been going on various excusions into the city, trying to get a feel for it, and seeing some of the history, especially Christian history, that this city is filled with. (I have included several pictures throughout the blog as a little appetizer) There have been so many incredible sites that we have visited that I cannot fit them all into this one blog so I will try and spread them out over several posts in the next few days and weeks, because it is all worth noting!

I am getting settled in here at the college, and as weird as it sounds, it is starting to feel a little like home. My boxes arrived on Thursday and I have finally got them all unpacked, with clothes put away, pictures hung, and most importantly books shelved! I head for Siena on Sunday to start a month of italian studies there. I will do my best to post on the different sites I have been able to see here in Rome, and on how studies and life in Siena is going.

Know that I bring you all with me to the altars of the saints, and that you have been heavily in my thoughts in prayers each day, especially in the Holy Sacrifice where time and space dissovle away and we are united in the heavenly worship. Please keep me and my classmates in your prayers as we begin language school. I will see you on Sunday at Mass!

May the peace and joy of the Holy Spirit be with you.
Saint Philip Neri, Pray for us!
-C

Christian Wisdom

As the past week, my last state side, has flown by I have been occupied in saying arrivederci to so many friends- old and new. It has been fairly exhausting, but the excitement of this new beginning has helped to sweeten the sorrow.

In the midst of this long week of good-byes I was reminded of a story from the life of C.S. Lewis. He would often meet with his friend Sheldon Vanauken(Van), author of the marvelous A Severe Mercy, at this local Oxford pub on Thursdays. On the occasion of their last lunch before Van headed back to the U.S. for good, they departed from the pub and Lewis said, "Don't worry, we will see each other again." And then proceeded to walk across the busy street, leaving poor Van quite alone in his sadness. However, when Lewis reached the opposite side he turned and bellowed above the traffic, "And besides- Christians NEVER say goodbye!"

As I prepare to leave tomorrow afternoon from this place I know as home, and the people I love the most, I am comforted by this knowledge that indeed no matter how far we may be separated in physical distance the Holy Spirit, dwelling in our souls unites us in a bond far greater than any this world can offer. And this is a bond that distance and time, and indeed, even death cannot sever. So I say not goodbye, but only peace be with you.

In your charity please remember my classmates and I in your prayers for safe travels and greater trust in Jesus as we begin this new endevour for the Kingdom. Be assured of mine. -C

Greetings

Greetings to all! I hope that this finds you well.

At the behest of my friends (and mother!) at home I have decided to create this blog so as to make it easier to keep anyone interested in my doings while living in the Eternal City updated. For now I have nothing because I don't leave for another few weeks, and I want to soak in all the love and company of friends and family that I can! But I look forward to sharing the crazy things that the Lord has in store for all of us over the next few years. God Bless. Vive Jesus!

N.B.- For all the non-latin scholars out there like myself the title of the blog means "Given in Rome." It is what the is at the bottom of all papal documents when they are promulgated from the Vatican. I figured that, while my writings are far less authoritative, it was fitting seeing that my blog will indeed be given shape while in Rome. Pardon my nerdiness. -C