Now that I’ve been in Rome for almost three years, I think there are certain patterns and routines from year to year that are beginning to become mini-traditions. One of those mini-traditions is that each year thus far I have joined the junior professed sisters of the Apostles of the Sacred Heart of Jesus for the Via Crucis, the Stations of the Cross with the Pope on Good Friday at the Colosseum.
This year there were fewer of us than the past two years but it was still quite a pleasant evening. We always get there quite early and just spend the afternoon hanging out while we wait.
Another unique aspect of the experience is that between all of the sisters and I we are fluent in at least 7 languages, so as many other pilgrims come by and see us hanging out together, they will ask questions and inevitably we can always point them in the direction of the individual who speaks that particular language. A simple yet profound expression of the universality of the Church.