When my alarm rang at 3 a.m. this morning, I didn’t hesitate. Maybe the jet lag was still working in my favor (I’ve been in Rome for only three days); maybe I knew in my bones how important it was to get up early and be a part of something important this morning: Pope Leo XIV’s inaugural Mass. I showered, dressed, packed my backpack, and hurried down to the lobby of the monastery where I’m staying on Rome’s Aventine hill... Read more