Eventually, we made our way past the fountain—and wouldn’t you know it! We saw Jamie. She had a friend and fellow cameraman with her named Steve. And, as we were “their” subjects (and they, our paparazzi), we were interviewed once more.

The long interview ended as Jamie got a telephone call. Now, God works in mysterious ways…. But, sometimes, he is really rather blunt.

At the exact moment when Jamie got her call, my friend Steve (not the cameraman) got his. An Italian girl came up to him and saw the guitar he was carrying and asked him if he would play a song for her church group.

That’s what we thought she said.

We brought the guitar to her group in the middle of St. Peter’s Square where she took the guitar, handed it over to one of her friends in the group, and they began to play. Steve, kind of confused at this point, let it go and let them play. And did they ever play!

The group sung a marvelous song of thanksgiving for the outpouring of the Holy Spirit who guided the Cardinals’ selection of a pope. After the song was done, Steve got his guitar back.

For a minute.