Conversation during Mass this past weekend –
“Grandma, I am learning to really like church. I said the prayers all the way through by myself. “ Lizzie whispered as we were kneeling.
“Very good Lizzie, I’m proud of you.”
A couple of seconds of silence.
“If the saint you talked about could kneel for hours and hours, I think I can stand it for one hour.”
“That is very true.”
A very short silent moment.
“Am I being good today during Mass?”
“Yes, Lizzie. Thank you.”
“What about stinker bug over there?” (meaning her little brother, Liam)
“He is doing fine today.”
“Do I get a special treat for being extra good in Mass today?”
And the little mercenary comes out of hiding.