The real salary of Pope Leo XIV: How much does the first American Pope earn?

While the Pope is one of the most powerful figures in the world, both spiritually and politically, the answer might surprise you. The Pope doesn’t earn a traditional salary, and the role itself is far removed from the lucrative paychecks most high-profile positions enjoy.

The Vatican, the world’s smallest independent state in the world, ensures the Pope’s every need is met, covering everything from accommodation to travel, food, healthcare, and security. Pope Leo XIV, like his predecessors, won’t be pocketing a regular salary but will be provided with an all-expenses-paid life. This means a lavish residence, meals, and access to a fleet of vehicles — all provided for him.

While Pope Leo XIV may technically be entitled to a modest salary, estimates suggest that the papacy would pay around €2,500 ($2,650) per month, a sum that would seem more like a stipend than a salary. However, the Pope’s decision to live a life of simplicity is what truly sets him apart.

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