Here I sit on this Saturday morning at one of my favorite writing places, the Oblate Library. It’s rather chilly so I’m inside the cafe rather than at my usual spot on the loggia. What hasn’t changed is the view of the Duomo.
I spent the first three nights in Florence at a B&B convent (I’ll write about that another time) but now I am settled into an apartment overlooking the Cathedral of Santa Maria dei Fiori, which I refer to as the Duomo. The location is perfect for all the usual tourist and gastronomic reasons, but also for prayer.
The south side entrance opens at 7AM for mass and prayer. I just say ‘La Messa’ or ‘Per preghari’ and in I go and sit in the middle chapel of the apse, which is designated for prayer, not Mass.
At home my morning prayer begins in the Angel Room at 5:30, but here it’s closer to 8:30. Although my routine varies, the essential component of intercessory prayer continues. If I am called to pray for people, I’d better do it, and that means every day. This commitment keeps me grounded. Wherever I am, whether at home or traveling, God is present and I am content.