
Today was the Solemnity of Jesus’ Baptism – we attended Sunday Mass with the promise of brunch at Mangalore Pearl later. Sometimes I wondered if it was meant to be a challenge getting my youngest to come along for Mass. Today, we sat on different pews – him sitting in the row in front of us. Me, sitting behind him, looking at him participating in the Mass, hilariously wearing a T-shirt with the caption, ‘Lost Soul’. Sigh!
We were sitting on the sides of the church – the pillars completely blocking my view of the altar and the Mass celebrant. As Mass began, my son quickly conveyed to us that his school principal was celebrating Mass. It was the first time I was listening to his homily. It was touching. He had a soothing, caring voice. He spoke with feeling and reason. I was moved.
I found myself looking at my son from time to time – mulling over the homily, wondering how much faith I had instilled in him just by being. I questioned myself when I pondered over the promises I made at my children’s baptism, the ones his Godparents made. I thought back to my own grandmother, my godmother, and the faith she had devotedly instilled in me. The prayers she taught me, the hymns she sang with me, the daily Angelus and rosary. Traditions that stayed, prayers that settled.
We came to forgiveness – the creed we state and affirm.
I confess one Baptism for the forgiveness of sins
and I look forward to the resurrection of the dead
and the life of the world to come.I was battling with some questions – practical questions, in my head. Questions I was waiting to put to dear Fr. Juvy (He had somehow taken place in my life as a spiritual guide and friend – though he may not know it yet!) Still, those questions made me sit listening to the Homily with growing expectation, and some dread.
Could I be forgiven?
Are my sins forgiveable?And out of nowhere, Fr. Norwyn addressed those very questions – quoting straight from the Bible – Saul, David, and others…. Who was I then? A nobody in 2026 sitting in a pew at the side of the church just listening – without being able to see the priest… just listening… and soaking in the words that seem to be addressed to me.
‘God is not afraid of your sins’, Fr. Norwyn said.
The only thing that can keep you away from Him is you choosing to turn away from his Love.Those of us who listened with our hearts, heard.
I was moved to tears, my throat was clenched throughout the homily.
I felt heard too.
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