Another Epic Day in Rome: A Journey Through Sacred History and Spiritual Renewal
Today was another unforgettable chapter in our Roman pilgrimage—one overflowing with spiritual depth, historical wonder, and moments of simple joy.
We began our morning with Mass at San Paolo alle Tre Fontane, the sacred site where Saint Paul was imprisoned and ultimately martyred. According to tradition, when Paul was beheaded, his head bounced three times on the ground, and at each spot, a spring miraculously appeared—hence the name “Three Fountains.” Standing on this holy ground where such a pillar of our faith gave his life for Christ was a powerful and humbling experience.
Next, we made our way to the Basilica of St. John Lateran—and I must say, this is my favorite church we’ve seen so far. As the cathedral church of the Bishop of Rome (yes, that’s the Pope!), it holds the title “Mother and Head of all churches in Rome and the world.” Every detail of the basilica is breathtaking, but I was especially drawn to the towering statues of the twelve apostles that line the center isle, each with unique character and presence. It felt like walking among the very foundations of our faith.
Just across the way, I had the profound honor of climbing the Holy Stairs (Scala Sancta)—a truly emotional and sacred moment for me. These 28 marble steps are believed to be the very stairs Jesus climbed during His Passion in Pontius Pilate’s palace. Tradition says Saint Helena brought them from Jerusalem in the 4th century. Pilgrims ascend the stairs on their knees in prayer and reflection, and I was deeply moved to follow in that tradition. Words cannot fully capture what it feels like to be physically connected to Christ’s journey in that way.
After that, we walked to Santa Croce in Gerusalemme, home to some of Christianity’s most precious relics. Among them: pieces of the True Cross, a thorn from the Crown, and even nails used in the Crucifixion. Being in the presence of these holy artifacts was staggering—a window into the very heart of our faith.
After such a spiritually intense day, it was time for a bit of rest and wonder. We took in two of Rome’s most iconic sights: the Spanish Steps, built in the 18th century to link the Bourbon Spanish Embassy with the Trinità dei Monti church above, and the always-bustling Trevi Fountain. Very crowded, but very beautiful.
We ended our evening with what’s quickly becoming a daily tradition: pizza and gelato. There’s something perfect about finishing a day full of faith and awe with a scoop of creamy gelato under the Roman sky.
I go to sleep tonight with a full heart—grateful, grounded, and even more in love with our faith and this eternal city.
