It’s the dead of night. Something startles you awake, a cold, jolting rush of air and a flashing image that you only pray is just a dream. You sit up and listen in the darkness. Something doesn’t feel right.
Instinctively, you…

Posted on 18 December 2008
It’s the dead of night. Something startles you awake, a cold, jolting rush of air and a flashing image that you only pray is just a dream. You sit up and listen in the darkness. Something doesn’t feel right.
Instinctively, you…
Posted on 19 April 2005
Not many people get to experience a private Mass with the pope. I did. Not many people get to meet him personally. I did. Not many people get to spend half a day with John Paul II, the Great, strolling…