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July 26th, 2013

Big Church, Small World

 
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After my disappointment at not seeing the pope close up last night, my friend Pope Francis texted me saying that he’ll have a few minutes and told me to go and meet him on the streets of Rio. Ok … Maybe not. But I did run into a barricade on a street I was trying to cross when he drove right past, and waved at me (or in my direction).

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Shortly after seeing the pope, I ran into a friend of mine from Catholic University of America, who is a Conventual Franciscan. Friar Emanuel gave me a tour of the Franciscan space, a collaborative project of all the Franciscans to host a site for WYD pilgrims to experience the brothers. I got to meet so many Franciscans! I even got a small gift from the minister general, the worldwide head of the Franciscan Order!

 
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The Author : Jimmy Hsu
Jimmy Hsu is a seminarian of the Paulist Fathers beginning his fourth year of graduate studies at the Catholic University of America in Washington, D.C. Jimmy is from Plano, Texas, and studied computer science at the University of Texas in Austin before deciding to enter the Paulist Fathers.
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  • Vicky

    This reminds me of my experience in Toronto! When we found a spot to camp out at for the closing Mass with John Paul II, my group was tired from the walk, hungry, and muddy. The next morning, it started out gloomy and we awoke to rain. Still miserable, we started noticing Canadian police clearing a road that was right next to our camp site. We asked them what was going on, and they said that the road was part of the route the Pope was going to take to get to the main altar.
    My group went nuts and got more and more excited. Then, when the Pope landed, the sun came out and it felt like literally, all was right in the world. Of course I thought JPII looked at me, when he probably wasn’t, but it was just a wonderful, hopeful feeling being in his presence.

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