Personal Narrative: Children's Liturgy

With the addition of a new priest to our parish, came the idea of beginning a Children’s Liturgy program. To a friend and myself, the thought of leading a group of children downstairs during the readings and homily seemed intriguing. Molly and I could not have been more enthused to teach until we realized the amount of commitment the position entailed, so an announcement was placed in the bulletin searching for a replacement. That was six months ago, and the notice has yet to be answered. Some may call it fate or divine intervention, but the privilege I have been given is far beyond what I initially expected.
While I led a group of children downstairs during mass one day, a young boy explained that he had been waiting for several weeks to turn five, so he could attend Children's Liturgy with his brother. The amount of patience he possessed during those months was undoubtedly challenging, but at the age of four, he knew he was missing out. For him, the time spent in the classroom outweighed his wait.
Of course, not all children have displayed that desire. One boy in particular took a fondness to drawing demons and monsters on every craft project. The level of concern we had for him remained high until the seven sacraments, drawing lesson arrived. Molly and I assumed that Billy would continue to draw completely irrelevant, frightening symbols, so when …show more content…
After explaining that God created every human with a unique set of gifts, one girl responded that she indeed had a gift of her own, the gift of cherishing. Her response caught me off guard, for I expected something along the lines of having the gift to eat- which is a gift, don’t get me wrong- but for a ten year old, I was impressed. While I continued to question other students, one boy shyly explained that he did not know what gifts he