St. Peter is watching you.

On walks through the cemetery, or even our church garden, I often admire the beautiful statues erected in memory of a loved one. Angels seem to be a popular theme, and in our church garden is a beautiful statue of the Blessed Mother, in memory of a lovely woman I remember fondly.

If I would have a statue in my honor or on my grave, I would pick St. Peter. Why Peter, you might ask? The answer is simple, as simple as the man who loved Christ so much and trusted Him so much that he actually stepped out of a boat onto the water with Him! From what we know about the disciples, Peter was most often right out in front, asking questions, swinging swords and yes, denying Christ. However, I don’t believe any of the disciples loved our Lord more than Peter and I think Christ knew that when he put Peter in charge of His church. Jesus knew Peter would work hard, keep things and people together and lead with common sense and compassion. I identify with him because I see a lot of the same characteristics in the two of us: hard workers, hands on workers, passionate about what we do, speaking without always thinking first, and not always as patient as we should be.

So all of this is leading up to me speaking out without patience and with passion on a subject that has me a little riled up.

It recently came to my attention that some in our congregation are “uncomfortable” with the lines of people waiting outside our gym on the last Sunday of each month for a free Community Meal. While this meal has nothing to do with Hope House, I often see looks slanted towards our clients waiting in line on weekday mornings for diapers and clothing. Same looks, same attitude, same people. So here I go—St. Peter be with me!

Did these people go to the same Mass I did? Did they receive the Body of Christ? Of course they did. So why after receiving our Lord and His grace in one space, do they feel it is ok to be “uncomfortable” with other members of the Body of Christ waiting patiently for a free meal? The people in line are poor—they are not criminals, they are not gang members, they are not here to hurt anyone, they would appreciate a smile and a word of welcome. Does anyone think it is easy to stand in line for free food? Do any of you think most of them would rather be home cooking their own meal? These are your neighbors, part of our community, and human beings in this world of ours. Times are tough, or haven't you heard?

I would ask that you take a moment next time you see this line or when you see clients outside of Hope House and just say Hi and smile and make eye contact. You may find out how very nice “these people” are!

Don’t make me send St. Peter to lecture you!