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During the week I spoke with parents of Confirmation Children in a neighbouring parish.  I was happy to have the chance to do this as it made me think about our own schools in the parish and the children who are preparing there for the Sacrament of Confirmation.  I thought a bit about what I might say to these parents and tried to get an image to put before them.

The notion of crossroads came to mind. For a while I thought it might describe where the boys and girls are at in life and that it’s a place of decision-making.  I felt parents would, of course, have a role in that process and help the children to figure out the best road to take.  I wanted to make the point that there was a call to be changed by the Sacrament of Confirmation and the outpouring of the Gifts and Fruits of the Holy Spirit and that staying the same wasn’t really an option. I spent a bit of time thinking about this and came to the conclusion that “crossroads” is not the right image.  For at a crossroads we have the option of just travelling on the same road, maybe even without much thought or reflection. Even if it’s the wrong road we could easily just travel on our way and not make any real or meaningful change to the journey.

I had second thoughts about the crossroads but still wanted some image that might stay with people and that took account of the “faith” journey the boys and girls are part of.  My mind wandered to another intersection we encounter on our travels – the “T” Junction.

It struck me that the T-Junction is a better image because when we reach it, a choice has to be made.  At first I thought there were two choices; Left or Right but then realised that there are, in fact, three.  We could also choose to go back the road we’ve already travelled and go no further along the way.  I would see this as very regrettable.  The only way to continue on the journey is to YIELD and make a decision for Left or Right.  I believe that is very much a daily choice for all of us and one that teenagers as they celebrate the Sacrament of Confirmation are approaching in a very real way.  The decision, you’d hope, is for the RIGHT! The right path, right choices, preferring right to wrong, good to bad and safe to harmful.  All we should be about as adults is rooted in offering encouragement that the right path is taken.  Even if, for a while, we travel “left” or in the wrong direction the hope remains that the Holy Spirit, the “SAT-NAV” that is our inner and guiding voice will say “Make U-Turn when possible”.  That’s the hope but we need to equip people to hear this voice and be able to recognise and follow it.

I had an image and wanted one word that the parents might bring home with them.  The word that came to mind is SHARE and I decided to apply a thought or phrase to each letter.  We are entering Catholic Schools Week and maybe the word is appropriate to more than just the parents of Confirmation children but, in some way, to all of us as we seek to SHARE the faith with others and help people (ourselves too) to make the right choice at the T-Junction.

S (Show interest)

H (Help with projects)

A (Accompany to church and in prayer)

R (Recall your own stories of faith and traditions from your home)

E (Encourage ALL THE WAY)

Loaves, Fishes and Generosity

Loaves, Fishes and Generosity

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Thinking of the Gospel about feeding the 5000 reminds me of the Post Communion Reflection used at my father’s Funeral Mass in Cloonloo.  It’s elsewhere on this blog but thought I might post here again.

They asked me why I did it?

The truth is I don’t know – it just seemed the right thing to do.  We had been standing there for hours.  He had spoken so much, said so much – time just went by.  People were hungry.  You could see it in them and yet nobody wanted to leave.  There was a muttering through the crowd – “he wants to feed us” – “With what?” someone said – “there’s no food here”.

That’s when I heard myself saying “I have something”  – my voice seemed so loud.  I was only a child but my voice rose above all others.  “I have something”.  A man asked what had I and I said “five loaves and two fish” – he smiled.  I suppose now I would think it was a dismissive smile but that day I thought he was pleased.  He passed on the message “There’s a small boy here with five loaves and two fish” – my heart sank when he added “but what is that between so many?”  I blushed and even with my childish counting of two and two making four, I could see he was right.  The man who had been talking to us did not agree.  “Bring it to me”, he said and they took my food.  I’ll never know how it happened but the feeding began.  Bread and fish fed to five thousand.

“Why did you do it?”  I’ve often thought about that.  I did it because my father would have done it.  He was always sharing bread with people at home.  I grew up seeing him do that.  Truth be told, it was he who had given me the few loves and fish before I left the house.  I did it because he would have done it.  It was the right thing to do.

There’s nothing to beat a father’s good example.  Thanks Bill!  We will not forget.

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