In the midst of this National tragedy, Tim was there.
As new lives were born and parents sought the Sacraments of Initiation for them, Tim was there.
In our wonderful parish schools and regional colleges, Tim was there.
As young people from here married in our fancy city churches, and sometimes here, Tim was there.
As people wanted the Healing Sacraments, Tim was there.
And as your family members died and returned to the Father, Tim was there.
At Men’s Clubs, and RE classes, and Dinner Dances, Tim was there.
He had the smell of the sheep because he was a Shepherd.
• Would he be here for the 9am Mass?
• Would he come to the dinner dance?
• Would we have dinner tonight?
• Oh, and more so, will he answer his phone?
In our early weeks here after 1 July 1998, yes, early 20 years ago, Tim and Ray and I were doing house preparations on the afternoons and evenings. Tim went off to get some dinner for us. After waiting 45 minutes, I went shopping! When Tim arrived later, he said “Sorry, had just dropped in the see someone!” That became the predictable pattern of life. Always visit the Sheep.
• I have appointed you as a prophet/messenger to the nations. Don’t be afraid, I put my words in your mouth.
• We have this God given treasure in clay jars.
• A man can have no greater love than to lay down his life for his friends.
• We are God’s messengers … share the message, God is here, he won’t abandon us.
• We are as fragile as stone jars, but we hold the gift of the Lord to share. Drink of God’s love and share it.
• If we were all to lay down our lives, share widely our lives, the world would be so much better.
30th December 2017.