Reflections on saying Mass in a family home.
Last evening, Wednesday, I accepted an invitation to say a Mass in a house. They were people I had not known, though they knew me from coming to Esker over the years, and I was glad to accept the invitation. There were about twenty people there, extended family and some neighbours. (I don’t know if that would come under the CDF definition of ‘public ministry’ or not, but I didn’t lose any sleep over that aspect of it).