When the question was asked: “Would you consider being a Eucharistic Minister?” my first thought was commitment, obligations, meetings, a schedule and once I say yes “they” will keep calling and expecting more. I admit I hesitated.
What I found was that I was scheduled for the Mass I regularly attend. There is one training (re-commitment) every three years. I am asked if I have any conflicts before the next months’ schedule comes out and if something unexpected comes up, there is someone to call if I need a sub.
I want to express what I feel in being a Eucharistic Minister. Most people think of it as a service to the church-I don’t. Some people think you have to feel worthy to be one-I don’t. I get something out of it that makes me a better person.
When I am standing there and you come forward, I look into your eyes. When our eyes meet I see reverence, pain, sadness, twinkles, joy, life, happiness, tiredness, and sometimes tears. I smile and most of you smile back. We connect. I distribute the host and I see your hands. I love your hands whether gnarled, arthritic, innocent, perfect, calloused or aged. I think I love the calloused ones the most. I know what it took to make them that way. You see, when I place “The Body of Christ” in your hands, what I see is the Christ in you and that makes the Christ in me stronger.
Thank you, Colleen