I remember that after completing theology when I got my first posting , full of anticipation I looked at the map to see where the village named Szék was. I did manage to find it near Kolozsvár at the end of a muddy road . In a fever of excitement , I sat in the church to write my inaugural speech, my first homily by which I could introduce myself . Then at the Sunday mass there were six elderly women, one single elderly man who was snoring his head off . What can I say ? The homily turned sour in my mouth .
After mass I knelt down in front of the altar . I felt very small , helpless . Well is this why I studied for six years , accepted celibacy , all the burdens of priesthood ? -I was complaining in earnest , when in my heart Jesus started speaking :” Look my son, it is true that you spent six years studying for these people , but I died for them on the cross .” - Since then I know that the Lord is the sphered, and I am the puli, the Hungarian sheepdog .
Father Csaba
translated by dr k.e.
I remember that after completing theology when I got my first posting , full of anticipation I looked at the map to see where the village named Szék was. I did manage to find it near Kolozsvár at the end of a muddy road . In a fever of excitement , I sat in the church to write my inaugural speech, my first homily by which I could introduce myself . Then at the Sunday mass there were six elderly women, one single elderly man who was snoring his head off . What can I say ? The homily turned sour in my mouth .