Compassionate about the poor                                 Bill  Mulcahy  (Brisbane)                             Bill's previous articles
                          

Hello John,
It has been a long, awesome, yet sad week. 
Last weekend I attended my 2nd MenAlive to the Max Weekend.
Simply amazing, sharing faith with 100 men through singing, prayer, worship, silence, testimonies and sharing.
Our hearts are filled with the graces from the Holy Spirit.  

On Monday I attended the funeral for Tammy, the single mother of a student in my class.
I needed to be present for young Jacob who is intellectually impaired and autism spectrum.
I then reconnected with several of my class of '77 for the funeral for Chris.
Today I attended the funeral of a 16 month baby girl who died tragically. Please shower Brad and Leanne with blessings and pray that they receive comfort and strength. Their strength is amazing and I only wish I was as strong as them.

So, my offering this week is rather slim, as I was thinking elsewhere

 March 2, 2012                                                         No   Heart                                          


 


First came the prayer event. People had practised and it showed in the speed with which they could recite the words with utmost precision. Some used big impressive words. Still others expressed lofty ideas. But when it came time for a winner to be selected, Jesus chose none. There didn’t seem to be any heart in their prayers. They were just words. 
Second came the worship event. These contestants too had done their homework. Some wore beautiful garments. Some used lots of incense. Some emphasized music. Others incorporated gestures. But again, when it was selection time, there was no winner. There didn’t seem to be any heart in worship. It was too showy. 
Third came the teaching event. This was a prepared group. Some came with elaborate posters. Some came with long, well-ordered talks. Some came with videocassette recorders. Other came with their small groups to demonstrate process. Again, no winners. There was no heart in their teaching. The methods seemed more important. 
So the Olympics ended. No winner, no apostles. Exhausted after this long exasperated ordeal, Jesus went down to the lake to cool off and relax. Then the miracle happened. He saw people fishing. Now there were some people who put their hearts into what they were about. So he chose them to be Dangerous People. 

Also including a skit we pondered on during a reflection on Grace

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