Roman Pentecost Sunday dawn
And Pentecost Sunday begins to dawn in Rome:

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eternal Rome; it is a fitting place for the throne of Peter; I admire John Paul II for having an austere residence within the Vatican State.
Comment by Malta — 10 May 2008 @ 10:10 pmGorgeous photos! I’m hoping for such a day here in the Midwest. Have a very blessed day.
Comment by Mary Rose — 10 May 2008 @ 10:23 pmMagnificent – thank you.
Comment by Limbo — 11 May 2008 @ 5:17 amThat is simply beautiful, thank you!
Comment by Ann Koch — 11 May 2008 @ 6:52 amGreat pix! This has truly brightened my day.
Comment by EDG — 11 May 2008 @ 6:58 amOther worldly….Heaven and earth meet.
Comment by CK — 11 May 2008 @ 7:11 amVery cool, Father! Although you’ve given me a rather strong longing to be there again.
Comment by Quantitative Metathesis — 11 May 2008 @ 8:21 amEt quibusdam dicentibus de templo quod bonis lapidibus et donis ornatum esset, dixit: “haec quae videtis, venient dies in quibus non relinquetur lapis super lapidem, qui non destruatur.”
Comment by mastruca — 11 May 2008 @ 8:47 amUtinam hi lapides usque ad diem ultimam immobiles maneant!
Comment by Ioannes — 11 May 2008 @ 9:40 amWhen I was in Rome last September, I remember waiting at the front gates of the Basilica for it to open. The time of the year was just right so that the sun came up almost directly in front of Saint Peters, and right then they opened the Basilica for us to go to the priests Masses.
Comment by Roman Sacristan — 12 May 2008 @ 10:05 amYou had to be there, but it was awesome.
Ah! Beautiful! I remember when I was in the Eternal City, two years ago, for the Holy Father’s first Easter Mass. My friends and I had gone to the Easter Vigil, and instead of taking the metro and bus all the way back to our campus in Frattochie-Marino, we spent the night on the streets of Rome. It was one of the coldest, most miserable nights I’ve ever experienced! When the time grew closer for sunrise, we woke up and went to this amazing bakery near St. Peter’s. As we were walking around the entrance of the piazza, the sunrise was breathtaking. There’s just something seeing the piazza and basilica in the light of the dawning sun that made me ponder Christ as the true rising sun, and the Holy Father as benefactor, giving that hope to us. The miserable night was over, and that Easter Sunday was one of the most amazing experiences of my life.
Comment by Rudy B — 12 May 2008 @ 2:16 pm