Jun. 18th, 2004
The Six Dollar Burger
Jun. 18th, 2004 05:41 pmHaha--I just tossed that one in at the end. I didn't actually think anyone would want to know more about it.
It is the third homily I have given, and the first one I didn't write out. It is also the first one where I actually felt passionate about it (as opposed to just feeling nervous and wanting to get it over with).
It all started at a weight watchers meeting (yes, that's another post in itself). We were talking about the new Six Dollar Burger--the one with double meat. It contains a full pound of beef--close to 1500 calories and over 130 grams of fat. A pediatric nurse observed that it was enough to feed five small children.
Later, I read a post about how Paris Hilton purchased $130,000 worth of clothes on her way to mingle with the poor hapless hicks of America. It was significant to me that more than one person posted about it.
So I was on my way to serve at the Wednesday evening Mass. I wasn't planning to preach--just help out. I pre-read the gospel reading and thought about it a little--it was the one about how Jesus was admonishing his followers to not make a big deal about helping the poor--don't be blowing a trumpet every time you give a homeless person a buck.
By the time I arrived at the church, I had an idea about the reading, and all of a sudden I felt the urge to tell people about it. The priest was more than happy to oblige me, since he had nothing prepared anyway. So I went out there and began to talk.
It kind of started out like this:
( super size it! )
It is the third homily I have given, and the first one I didn't write out. It is also the first one where I actually felt passionate about it (as opposed to just feeling nervous and wanting to get it over with).
It all started at a weight watchers meeting (yes, that's another post in itself). We were talking about the new Six Dollar Burger--the one with double meat. It contains a full pound of beef--close to 1500 calories and over 130 grams of fat. A pediatric nurse observed that it was enough to feed five small children.
Later, I read a post about how Paris Hilton purchased $130,000 worth of clothes on her way to mingle with the poor hapless hicks of America. It was significant to me that more than one person posted about it.
So I was on my way to serve at the Wednesday evening Mass. I wasn't planning to preach--just help out. I pre-read the gospel reading and thought about it a little--it was the one about how Jesus was admonishing his followers to not make a big deal about helping the poor--don't be blowing a trumpet every time you give a homeless person a buck.
By the time I arrived at the church, I had an idea about the reading, and all of a sudden I felt the urge to tell people about it. The priest was more than happy to oblige me, since he had nothing prepared anyway. So I went out there and began to talk.
It kind of started out like this:
( super size it! )