My nephew turned two on Wednesday so as you might imagine there was a bit of excitement on his mother’s Facebook Page.
Personally I wouldn’t be on Facebook that often, maybe two or three times an hour. I enjoy Facebook because it’s a great way to save money. Unlike your phone you don’t have to worry about paying for calls or texts. Even better you can keep in contact with people without having to get into your car and wasting your petrol or diesel. So when I messaged my sister to wish her son a happy birthday I thought my duty was done. Then I remember that my mother and father are away on holidays. All of a sudden I knew I had to call to visit and wish the child a happy birthday. When I arrived at my sister’s house I was in for a shock. Firstly when I opened the door I was attacked by the house dog which belongs to my sister but resides with my parents. I think it’s the only dog in Derry with another address as its dole drop. My sister now has her own house dog which she still hasn’t managed to abandon to someone else. My nephew was christening his new slide in the living room. Most children would have the sense to slide down but he wanted to jump down the slide. If this wasn’t bad enough he wanted to climb up the slide the wrong way and then jump down the steps. He rushed over to hug me, after his mother made him. This was great because he had slabbered all down the front of his t-shirt and he was soaking. I then asked his parents when the party was starting as I was starving. When I was told three O’clock on Saturday I wasn’t happy. I was for walking out there and then, but visitors had called in and storming out in a huff might have looked bad. I think I’ll buy him my nephew a helmet and body armour for this birthday. Every birthday marks another milestone along the journey of life. These are occasions when were usually reunited with the good wishes of our family and friends, if you’re lucky you might get a hundred likes on Facebook. Admit all these family occasions and event, in the midst of the times of turmoil where do we find Jesus. How does the son of God continue to remain with his people? We believe in a God who doesn’t abandon those he loves as his children. In the dramas of life the resurrected Christ can be recognised by our sides if we look for him in community gathered in his name.
The American scripture scholar Scott Hann explains ‘In every Eucharist, we re-enact that Easter Sunday at Emmaus. Jesus reveals himself to us in our journey. He speaks to our hearts in the Scriptures. Then at the table of the altar, in the person of the priest, He breaks the bread. The disciples begged him, “Stay with us.” So He does. Though He has vanished from our sight, in the Eucharist - as at Emmaus - we know Him in the breaking of the bread.’