Sunday, September 08, 2013

No solid answers - but in it together.

I wrote this reflection several weeks ago after a meaningful Sunday morning moment, and thought it would be good to share on - well, a Sunday.

I was sitting in the Sanctuary balcony for church on Sunday morning when I noticed her.

Well, I was standing, actually, reciting the Apostles’ Creed with the rest of the congregation. Facing the cross, we spoke by heart: I believe in God the Father Almighty, maker of heaven and earth, and in Jesus Christ, His only son, Our Lord, who was conceived by…

That’s when I noticed her. In the front row of the balcony, a little girl – four or five years old perhaps – stopped her coloring and turned to face us, mouth open, eyes wide, transfixed by the booming echo that had suddenly enveloped the room. I felt her watching me as I spoke the familiar, yet mysterious words, was crucified, died and buried… He descended to the dead… On the third day, He rose again…

So many questions burst into my head. Does she wonder what we’re saying? Does she recognize some of the words or does she hear a different language? What does she think of this strange nursery rhyme, of us, of this whole church thing? As she grows, will this be one of her first memories of faith?

I still feel like a child when I recite this or any other creed, confident only in how to pronounce the words, often shaky in what they convey. What would I say to this little girl about the communion of saints, the forgiveness of sins, the resurrection of the body, and the life everlasting? How would we respond if we knew she was watching us so closely?

At the Amen, I gave her a smile. Lord knows I don’t have any solid answers. But maybe I can show her we’re all in this together.

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