Trumpeting A Tune

All might remember this Mother Goose nursery rhyme.  “Little Boy Blue, come blow your horn!  The sheep’s in the meadow, the cow’s in the corn.  Where’s the boy that looks after the sheep?  He’s under the haycock, fast asleep.”

There’s one little boy blue who has been blowing his horn and looking after the sheep.  No sheep in the meadow and no cows in the corn.   It’s Pope Francis who recently said, “Christians either love God and their neighbor or they are hypocrites; there is no middle ground.” 

He blew even harder when he said, “When people’s hearts are hardened, they can no longer hear what God has to say, like those who accused Jesus of using the power of the devil which is a typical accusation made by ‘legalists’ or those who believe life follows the law they make.  The same thing has happened in the Church.”

Here’s another: “Little Jack Horner sat in the corner, eating a Christmas pie; He put in his thumb, and pulled out a plum and said, ‘What a good boy am I!” 

For those of us wedged in our corners, thumbing pies, and thinking we’re good, we have to put down the pastry and come out of those corners.  For those of us fast asleep under the haystack, it’s time to rise and shake the straw out of our hair.  This should happen during Lent when we listen and then respond to the Pope’s horn.  He’s trumpeting a tune composed by God for all of us to hear.

Deacon David Pierce