To the editor:
From the first time we went to Rome, we could sense the greatness and beauty of the Catholic Church, the priests and nuns dressed in their habits walking through the streets of Rome as a visible sign of Christ and his Church.
But the recent Diocese of Madison Ad Limina Pilgrimage took me beyond my imagination. To be in the excavations below St. Peter’s Basilica and to visit the place where St. Peter’s bones remain, I felt transported — in those moments neither time nor space existed. I realized the triumphant, suffering, and militant Church is One, Catholic, Apostolic, and Roman. I cried like Mary Magdalene because I could not contain my emotions.