Thanks to one of the biggest fisher’s of men, Z Radio, for inspiring this post…
Ever find yourself in a position where you would have, decades previous, bet a million dollars it would never happen? But for some mysterious reason, there you are, bigger than life, doing what you said you wouldn’t ever or couldn’t ever do?
So there I am, this past Sunday, delivering the Homily (Sermon) to dozens of Kindergarten – 5th Grade children. The Gospel message was to follow Jesus and be fishers of men.
Be the bait. You help catch ’em, he’ll clean ’em.
Ever have a casual conversation, and almost invisibly, a “truth” is revealed to you? Happens frequently doesn’t it?
Two nights ago while eating dinner and talking on speaker phone, my Mother-In-Law (88) was describing her Sunday. She’s always the last to leave Mass, because my Father-In-Law (85) walks incredibly slow these days, she told the Priest how much she liked his Homily (sermon).
The Priest commented that no one ever tells him if they like his preaching.
I guess we take it for granted.
Children’s Liturgy of the Word. God’s Word.
And the fact that I would be delivering homilies (sermons) to dozens of elementary school children boggles the mind.
Yet, it will happen again today, like it does the fourth Sunday of every month. My wife and I volunteer to do this.
Four years ago, a woman from our Church made an appeal to the congregation that she needed more volunteers or Children’s Liturgy would go away. After Mass, we volunteered, thinking we would simply be helpers “on the sidelines”.
Funny how things turn out exactly opposite from the way we expect.
Sundays during the school year, our Church offers Children’s Liturgy of the Word for Kindergarten through fifth grade. Two or three adult leaders form a team and lead a particular week each month.
The volunteer leaders perform various functions to help bring Mass down to an Elementary level and to engage the children differently (better) than the adult Mass.
My wife, a good friend, and I, lead 50-100 children through Children’s Liturgy every the fourth Sunday.
This past Sunday, for a variety of reasons, my wife Cheryl led it solo. Sixty-five children in all. She said they were incredibly well behaved. If you’ve never done this, you’d be amazed at how challenging it is.
We began volunteering in this ministry several years ago after a parishioner made a plea for more volunteers or the program would end.
Funny how life puts things in your path. This experience has me delivering homilies (sermons). Who would have ever thought? Me? You’ve got to be kidding.