Steve Skojec, 1 Peter 5: 15 years ago last August, as I walked the streets of Vienna with my college classmates, we stopped briefly before a plain, unassuming church with an exterior the color of freshly dug clay. In a city (and continent) full of stunning architecture, this was a spot more likely than not to escape our notice entirely. But our guide — a professor from Texas in love with the Catholic history of Europe — knew better. He told us there was something special about it. Something hidden beneath the quotidian facade. Full article here.
