Prior to leaving, I couldn’t help but think of the footsteps of the famous saints that I would be treading in. I had not really considered some of the remarkable, yet ordinary, people whose paths I would also stumble across. On this Feast of St. Ignatius, I entered the church of St. Thomas in Leipzig and discovered that Bach was buried on this day. I stood in the church where he worked and wondered what it was like for this genius. I am sure hundreds of ordinary folks have brightened the church with their lives and prayer. All I can do is be In awe of the number of amazing people that have graced our world.