06/25/2025
Today is Wednesday June 25th, and today really struck home with me. We began our journey today at Maria Immacolata, our home away from home, with morning prayer and a simple breakfast. From that point we made our way to Basilica of St. Francis. This Basilica is really close to where we are staying, only taking about a 7 minute walk. The Basilica of St. Francis is a huge cathedral with many spaces for prayer, people constantly participating in services, and the location of the final resting place of St. Francis himself. This has been my favorite part so far because this was the building we drew several months ago for the fundraiser. Being able to recognize this monument was satisfying to see my study in faith was already paying off. Leaving from the Basilica of St. Francis, after a short lunch break, we traveled a couple miles to Basilica of Santa Maria degli Angeli where I navigated, leading the group down to the outskirts of Assisi from the main town. I made many mistakes, taking wrong turns or not turning where I needed to. To be honest, I was very humiliated with myself. After all I am a scout, I’ve led scouts through mountains before, but I couldn’t make my way through a small town? But during navigating, I revisited a concept explored by a brother at hostel the previous day. The brother spoke about a story where St. Francis broke his oath and ate meat, and he was so ashamed of himself that he asked his fellow friends to es**rt him in front of a crowd NAKED and shame him for what he’d done. However, the crowd did not shame Francis for what he had done. Much like the group that Francis had surrounding him, I had many kind souls around me as well. My fellow pilgrims did not shame me for the errors I’d made, even though they were many. They laughed with me, and continued to follow me as if I hadn’t made a single mistake once to begin with. When we arrived at Basilica of Santa Maria degli Angeli, it was a breath of fresh air to step inside that church. Even though it was under construction, the church was quiet. The silence was so loud that you could hear whispers of tourists from the opposite side of the cathedral. In Basilica of Santa Maria degli Angeli, we wrote in our journals, drew pictures, and sat in silence as we took it all in. One thing I notice upon exiting is how loud that the outside world is… and it was really hot… But from that point forward, our group took a ride back into the walls of Assisi, letting us enjoy our evening in fellowship. It might only be the second full day, but I feel a stronger connection with the ones around me. Coming into this trip, it felt awkward to talk to these new friends of mine, but I believe we all will become a bonded group by the end of our journey, wherever it might lead.
-Nicholas Bell