Par Father John Walsh le 2 décembre 2012
Many years ago I entered a dialogue with the children during a Sunday morning Eucharist. I asked the children if they could make a sentence with the word time in it. One little girl blurted out, “time flies.” I thanked her. Then another girl, with her hand waving in the air, and somehow to her mother’s premonition and chagrin, said, “My mother kept saying, hurry up or we won’t get to church on time.”
The congregation chuckled. Then, at the very back of the Church, a young man of about eight put up his hand. I walked down the length of main aisle and escorted him to the center of the aisle. I asked him to cup his hands around his mouth so everybody could hear his sentence. In a booming voice, he said, “We’re wasting time.”
