Fifty-six years ago, when I was twelve years old, I completed the training as an altar server. I remember that day as if it was yesterday. I was so excited that I ran all the way home without waiting for the bus to tell my parents. Running all the way home was no small feat as it was quite 'a ways' from St. Raymond’s Church to West Farms in the Bronx.
That feeling of happiness was only exceeded three times: meeting my wife, Bernadette, for the first time and the birth of my two children. Being an altar server meant being closer to the Lord. Now I have the opportunity to be even closer as a Eucharistic Minister for the homebound. This might be seen as doing a service, but in reality that’s only a small part of what happens. My wife and I have found a deeper bond as we bring the Lord to the homebound. In addition, the Lord has helped us develop some of our closest friends among those we visit. When we finish, Bernadette and I always go on a date. You can imagine how special that is and the conversations we have. People say they feel they’re not worthy to be Eucharistic Ministers. They’re absolutely right, as no one is worthy. But, I know the Lord wants us to do it anyway because He loves us.
When I retired, I asked the Lord to help me find another community. He answered my prayer through the community we have in our parish and I thank each one of you for being part of that answered prayer.
Peter M.
God loves each of us in a special way. He protects, comforts and inspires us. So, my response to “Why do I volunteer?” is out of gratitude to the Lord for all His blessings. I want to do my part in promoting the legacy of “Love thy neighbor” in concrete ways.
I am a lector at morning Mass. After overcoming my fear of “being up there looking out onto the congregation” I am proclaiming the word of God, which I feel is a privilege. I think of St John the Baptist - his courage and willingness to proclaim God’s word, where no one had heard it before! My proclaiming is easy compared to his! I have captive listeners.
I am also a Eucharistic Minister at Mass as well as at the hospital. I remember when I was a patient how I appreciated receiving Holy Communion. I see how grateful the patients are to receive right in their rooms. I hope I am a companion on the journey for them!
May the dear Lord continue to bless and inspire us.
Elda Z.
My Catholic faith has always been a big part of my life, but even more so after the death of the love of my life. I would not have been able to cope with the paralyzing grief without that faith. Although I also attend other churches, it is with St Paul Church that my Catholic faith is intertwined.
In the beginning of my widowhood, there was caring of children’s needs, household and financial matters to attend to, and there was work to fill the void. But the gaping hole in my heart was too big; I needed something more. Volunteering at St Paul Church was one of the things that helped me. I started slowly, volunteering at the food cupboard, while at the same time also volunteering to take turns in hand washing and ironing the altar linens, then taking care of the altar after 9:00 am masses, and then as one of the counters for Sunday collections every week.