
Roger Peck
Sixth year seminarian for the Archdiocese of Birmingham
Will be ordained Deacon on 27th June
Kate or Yasmina? This was the burning question occupying the college community late into the evening of Sunday 7th June. Never mind that the dust had scarcely settled from the last Visitors Sunday of the year. Never mind that a coach had been booked to take us to Heathrow Airport at 2:30 in the morning. Never mind that clothes had to be washed, shirts had to be ironed, bags had to be packed and last minute admin had to be dealt with. A good portion of the community still found time to gather in the student common room to find out who it was who was going to be crowned Alan Sugar’s next Apprentice. Only with the result in and the post mortem put to bed did people scurry off to their late night/early morning chores; but cometh the hour - when the coach pulled away from the college driveway bang on the appointed time - everybody was onboard and accounted for.
The outward journey passed off without a hitch. We arrived at Heathrow with time to purchase some last minute holiday provisions (sorry - did I say "holiday"? I meant, of course "pilgrimage") and grab a bite to eat, and before we knew it we were standing on Italian soil (Fiumicino airport) bags in hand and a short coach transfer from our accommodation for the night – the Villa Benedetta. After checking into the Villa and dumping our bags, and with just enough time for a quick freshen up and change of clothes, we hopped straight back onto the waiting coach and made our way to The Beda College for lunch. Although, I believe, this might have been the first time Oscott has visited the Beda en masse the historical significance of the occasion seemed to have been somewhat lost on us as we tucked ravenously into a delicious pasta dish that said quite clearly “welcome to Italy!” The hospitality, however, which we experienced at the hands of the Beda community, was certainly not lost on us. The greeting that we received was warm and sincere and our hosts were ever attentive to our needs; and this despite the fact that many of them were still in the throes of their exams! Although our time at the Beda was short, it was still long enough for new sights to be seen and old acquaintances to be renewed. Some of the students at Oscott and the Beda had spent a pre-seminary year together at Valladolid in Spain.
After coffee and a guided tour of the college we said our arrivedercis and headed off across the road to visit the Basilica of St Paul’s outside the Walls. Although, for some inexplicable reason, I always found the rhyming couplet of its name strangely amusing there was certainly nothing frivolous about what (or who) it was we had come to reverence and pay our respects to. The site of a shrine to St Paul from the earliest times, and the site of a Church from as far back as the 4th Century; archaeological excavations of the basilica in 2002-2003 unearthed a sarcophagus that later investigations confirmed as the resting place of St Paul the Apostle. Although these excavations left the sarcophagus in situ one of the sides of the casket is now visible.

After a brief guid

ed tour of the basilica courtesy of Judith we had the privilege of celebrating mass together there. After mass we made our way on foot back to the Hotel arriving with plenty of time to freshen up properly (this time), or maybe even catch up on a few Zeds, before the next event on the timetable – dinner. After dinner everyone had the decision to make of whether to settle for an early night or whether the opportunity to walk the streets of Rome and do a bit of sightseeing was too good an opportunity to be passed up. Never having been to Rome before this decision was never going to be a difficult one for me to make; and a most memorable and enjoyable evening was spent in the company of Tour Guide Father Mark as a small group of us took in the sites of ancient Rome around the Coliseum area. One of the highlights for me of the evening was a stunning statue of Marcus Aurelius astride a horse. Another highlight was sighting a full moon peeping through one of the arches of an ancient Roman wall near to the Coliseum. Gary – I hope you got a good picture of that!
Having done the sights it was back to the Villa Benedetta in time to make a still fairly early night of it in readiness for an early start the next day.
The first day of our pilgrimage, then, had come to an end, and although it had been a long one it had also been immensely rewarding. Everything had gone smoothly and to plan and this was due in no small measure to the meticulous planning on the part of Judith and the fluent Italian of the various alumni of the English College (now on the staff at Oscott).
My abiding memory of the day will be kneeling and praying before the tomb of St Paul. Past pilgrimages have taken me to the tombs and burial places of many holy men and women but here was something different or, rather, something more. Here lay an Apostle of the Church. Here was something foundational, something rock solid. Veneration of a body, devotion to a person and imitation of a life were certainly all part of the experience but, kneeling before the Tomb of the Apostle Paul, inspired also a deep love, affection and respect for the one holy catholic and apostolic Church that I was a part of.
Having knelt before the tomb of St Paul, and in the year of St Paul, I call upon him to intercede for us in petitioning God for a renewal of the Church today. The special intention that the college brought with them to Rome (and Assisi) was for an increase in vocations to the priesthood. As we strive for that New Evangelization that John Paul II often called for let us look to St Paul as both our patron and our example. Drawing inspiration from St Paul’s speeches at Lystra and Athens, (cf. Acts 14:15-17; 17:22-31) let us seek to effectively communicate the Gospel message to the world today – especially the young of today.
Saint Paul, Apostle and Martyr, Pray for us.