Today was once more a day of collection and connection. It was the last day in Rome for my “partner in crime,” as she heads home tomorrow. So we had to tie up several loose ends, one of which included doing a video interview with Jim Hale of LifeSite News. I have to say that I have never done this sort of thing before and it was surreal being the focus of attention for every person in the Borgo Pio, all of whom were wondering who on earth we were, that we were important enough to be interviewed like this.
We met up with many of our friends today in order to bid them a partial farewell. I also decided to go once more to the Questura and get our permission-to-stand-somewhere renewed for a few more days. They generously added yet another portion of ghetto-nowhere-near-the-Vatican for us. Not sure whether it is worth bothering with.
As I was walking through St. Peter’s Square, looking around at all the Catholics that we are not allowed to reach, I couldn’t help mourning, thinking that if all were as it should be, the Vatican would not only be happy for us to be here doing what we are doing, but would be even inviting us to do it. Alas that the entire reason we are here is that this is emphatically not the case.
Actually the police detective I met with this afternoon was quite personable and immediately recognized the book…so we must be making some sort of impact. People keep seeing these books around. He kept teasing me that I had come all the way to Rome to give away all these books and hadn’t even had the courtesy to have an Italian version! It became a running joke for the rest of the interview, but amidst all his questions, I took the time to explain the book to him and why it was so nice, and rather than brushing me off, he continued to ask further questions and really seemed genuinely impressed…and was truly pleased when I told him he should keep that copy.
While I was busy with this, my friend went to see the remaining Pachamama idol that was removed from the Traspontina Church and chucked off the bridge by Castel Sant’Angelo. Rather than falling in the river, it landed on the stone foot of the bridge, but the Tiber is so dirty I don’t think anyone wants to risk their health to retrieve it. Good riddance. The presence of these pagan idols in our churches disgusts and infuriates. God bless the brave soul who has put God’s laws before those of man.
Our apartment will be quieter and lonelier tomorrow but there is still much to do. I had hoped to distribute to the pilgrims arriving for the Wednesday General Audience with the Pope in St. Peter’s Square tomorrow, but we have been specifically told not to. I struggled with whom to obey: God or man…but we have become known by now and the Summorum Pontificum Pilgrimage begins Friday. A good and holy priest has advised us that at this point it is not prudent to flout the law. There will be opportunity enough this weekend.