Reflecting on my trip to Italy, Saint Peters’s Basilica

Saint Peters’s Basilica

And nothing I’ve seen up until this point in my life could have prepared me for what my eyes were about to see. Saint Peters’s Basilica at the Vatican is truly overwhelming.

My experience there was quite spiritual and a bit difficult to put into words but I’ll give it a shot.

Saint Peters’s Basilica is a place, where if the walls could talk they would speak volumes, but the voices weren’t coming from the walls. They were coming from with in my heart, as I could literally feel the presence of God flowing through the passionate labor and heavenly creations adorning this vast testament to the Catholic faith.

I slowly walked with trepidation trying to comprehend the enormity of my setting. Engulfed in such immense beauty is startling at first and my only mental reference for comparison, would be to have all the people I’ve ever loved and lost together in the same room.

A life time of their memories began to swirled inside of me. I miss them all so dearly and my heart grows heavy as I reflected upon their final days of suffering. Tears pooled in my eyes as I began to feel that big lump you get in your throat just before your about to cry. Then like a gift from heaven an enormous sense of relief washed over me, and I knew in my heart that they were all in a better place. With no more pain, they are at peace. A heavy weight was lifted from my heart replaced with a sense of joy..... I began to smile.

I may have appeared incredibly small walking through Saint Peters’s Basilica that day, but with each step I felt closer to divine knowing that in some small way, I too am part of God's immaculate plan.

I never felt more humbled.

I never felt more alive.