Those men were scared. They saw the Risen Lord and awaited the fulfillment of the Lord’s promise. Then, Pentecost came and gave them the gifts they needed to begin the mission of Christ’s Church.
The day after Pentecost I hopped on an early morning plane with a bunch of teenagers from Mount Carmel Parish who were hardly awake and made my way into a new experience: mission. We embraced a similar mission which the disciples embraced.
I joined these kids in the southern part of the Archdiocese to lay a foundation for a new home on the San Carlos Apache Reservation near Globe, Arizona. A humbling experience to be with the Native Americans and to share my life with the youth and adults on this trip. Simply unforgettable.
Building the foundation reminded me that Christ is the most perfect foundation of the Church and of our lives. On him, everything is built.
And when the Mission was complete, I spent a few days with Art and enjoyed the sights of the Grand Canyon. A reminder that even the mountains melt like wax and worship the LORD.