ROME 22/6 – DAY 13: What is it with Jesuits and cubes?

5:32 was sunrise in Rome and 20:49 will be sunset, by which time I hope to be eating Spaghetti alle vongole with The Great Roman™.  The Ave Maria bell is in its 22:15 cycle.

I put some time and energy into a longer post today, with quite a few Roman things and some substantive comments.  So, here is a quick walk through of sights.

BTW… wavy flag… gotta start thinking about October.

Every city needs a street with a large marble foot.

The once great Collegio Romano, the Jesuit school.  Now a state school… high school, I think.

St. Ignazio.

“My Father’s house is a house of prayer….”

St. Robert Bellarmine, Doctor of the Church and Fascinating Man.

A prayed here for a long time for … about and for a certain group and certain person.

Nice job taking care of the grave and altar of one of your greatest saints, guys.

St. Aloysius Gonzaga.

Again, I prayed here for a good long time.

A young American Jesuit came out for Mass in English and used the REAL altar!  There were lib shenanigans for the three people present.

Why, I wondered, di the female reader have to raise her hand during the responsorial psalm?  For, what, three people?

“‘Cause… ’cause… YOU HATE VATICAN II!”

Meanwhile, not triumphalist at all.

The confessional… “It’s bigger on the inside!”

And.. you know… it really is!  It opens onto eternity.

It’s sort of like another cube, however.   Hmmm.

The confessional of Fr. Cappello (+1962).

A view from below.

A presepio.  Not bad.  No bridge with a pig, but not bad.

Meanwhile, I had some shopping to take care of.  No, not one of these.  I already have all this stuff.

Boxes of birettas give me almost as much joy as the banks of flowers at Campo de’ Fiori.

Lunch: Rip figs with prosciutto.  A material proof that God loves us.

Please remember to give some business to friends of this blog, such as the traditional Benedictines in Norcia. They make mighty good beer, my friends, and they are, thereby, building their new monastery.

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  1. LoriAnnD says:

    Enjoyed wandering around Rome with you! Thanks, Father!

  2. jaykay says:

    Ummm, that confessional. It’s a Tardis, no?

  3. hilltop says:

    What is is it about a cube?
    Cubes are perfect, simple forms achievable by (in NO parlance) the work of human hands.
    So the cube altar leaves the impression that man is capable of achieving perfection WITHOUT God.
    And THAT’s why Jesuits and other pagans think cubes are swell.

  4. MichaelM says:

    The formula of a cubes volume. They like sets of three identical numbers.

  5. MichaelM says:

    The formula of a cubes volume.

  6. Suburbanbanshee says:

    That was an exceptional group of photos.

    Man, that tomb of Bellarmine. Even dead, he manages to wear stuff out and resist its repair!

  7. Brian64 says:

    I very much enjoy seeing these pictures of glorious Roman churches! What saddens me is that in front of the magnificent altars of old there is always a picnic table set up, obscuring the view. “For the people”, of course. They want this. Why are the powers that be derelict in getting a pachamama bowl placed on every one of these tables?

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