Humble Pie

I went back to choir today. I haven't been to Mass in a long time. I've always been working and I just can't get up early to go to church and then drag my ass to work for at least 9 hours. I've been wanting to go back to church. I mean, how pathetic is it of me to help direct Confirmation class and not even go to Mass. That's inexcusable!

Upon my return, I discovered that my favorite solo part was given to someone else. Naturally, I knew that I'm the better soloist and I was taken back by it. I wanted to sing it and let myself go. It would have been a great feeling to start my "triumphant" return to choir.

However, after stepping back, I realize how selfish I was being. I remembered that I have to EARN that place. I have to prove myself and EARN the privilege to sing that solo part. Just like I need to earn back my place in choir. HELLO?! I've been gone so long so what made me think that I was just going to be handed the part?

The point of me going back to mass was to to worship. NOT take a selfish opportunity to glorify myself for 30 seconds. When I was walking down to receive the Eucharist, I remembered what the point was. If I cannot sing that solo, I have to be a part of the team and ENCOURAGE the person who did earn that privilege. I have to make sure that he sang it as well if not better than I have. I'm part of a team...rather, a body. I have to do what I can to glorify Christ.

I should be happy I was given the opportunity to come back. I am fortunate to have open arms welcoming me back to the group.

This year is about change.

I'm coming back to church.
I want to graduate.
I'm working on a better and more mature ME.

Sometimes I need that slice o' humble pie.