Another little servant...
From day one of our kids lives we try to impress upon them the importance of our faith. We have them baptized, putting a lot of thought and prayer into the decision of who we will ask to be their godparents. We take them to church every Sunday and every Holy Day. We take them to Faith Formation classes and Vacation Bible School. We say family prayers each night (or at least most nights). We provide opportunities for them to go to Confession. And once they receive their First Holy Communion, we celebrate the Eucharist together each Sunday at Mass. I am not trying to make it sound like we have it all figured out. Not at all. But I feel that these things are all parts of the foundation that our kids need to build a sturdy faith on. I am not naive. I know that there will come a point when each one of our children will have to make a choice. They will have to decide if they truly in their heart of hearts believe all that we have taught them. They will need to decide if they are going to fully embrace the beauty of our faith as their own. We each have to do that. That choice, that claiming, is what makes our faith truly a part of us. As parents we can offer it and pray that our children will accept it, but we really have no control over that. It is up to them. And that is the way that it needs to be.
As I pray for my children each day, I ask that they will each be open to hearing and following God's will in their lives. I pray that they will continue to love our faith and uncover bits and pieces of the beauty that it has to offer each of us. I pray that they will find comfort and solace in His Word as it is spoken to us in the Bible. I pray that they too will feel a calmness and peace as their rosary beads slip through their fingers. I pray that they will continue to look for ways to serve God, the Church and one another. One way that they have done that is by offering themselves as Altar Servers at mass. When they were old enough, each one of our kids has made the decision to don the white alb and step up to serve at mass. It is such a joy as their mother to see them do this. It is one of those proud moments that we hold on to when we are trying not to beat the little buggers.
Today, Miss Hannah Therese, joined the ranks of altar server. She was so nervous, but she did great. She rang those bells like a champ! She looked so little sitting in that chair in the front of the church, with her feet barely brushing the floor. She just kept grinning. I knew that part of that was because she was anxious and part of it was because she was excited. She was scheduled to serve with her big brother and special "buddy" DJ. The fact that he was right there with her, helped her to calm down. She looks up to him so much and I know that she was very happy to be serving for the very first time with him at her side. To be honest with you, it made me feel better too.
Holy Moly! Who gave that girl fire???!!!
Buddies and now Altar Servers!
Having another little servant in the family makes this Mama very happy.