That’s me!
This
incident, from the early days in my new family, somehow comes forcefully to
mind: my sister-in-law was throwing a party and there were a few first-time
invitees. She called me up and assigned
me to one of them! What for? To make the guest
feel comfortable, at home, ‘not neglected’ – she would not know any of the
others and it was my duty to break the ice!!
Well, that was certainly novel. I
had and have been - many times over – a first timer at many parties, but beyond
a few introductions no one has ever looked after me in that kind of a special
way. One just sort of floated around
till one either connected with a familiar face or a sympathetic group. I was not too happy with the idea at the time,
but looking back now, I realise what a lovely idea it was. My sister-in-law was the perfect host and a
caring one too.
Back to the
present: We have many first time visitors
to our parish, either for their nuptials, funerals, particular events or choirs
who are invited to participate in special liturgies. They are ‘first-timers’ in an unfamiliar
environment. It would be so nice if one
person, from the parish, were assigned to them, took care of them and made them
feel ‘at home’. It would also ensure
that they become a part of who we are – the way we do things, what is
acceptable and what is not. I find the ‘outsider’
culture very prevalent in a parish, as it is in the corporate world. We either cold shoulder or bark out
instructions!
There is a
quid pro quo involved too. The welcomed
should be accepting of the welcome! Some
visitors can be quite dismissive of any assistance; some even consider it
interference! Graciousness is both an
art and a culture and no, it is not old fashioned!
Postscript: It is distressing, at least for me,
that we sometimes come to know our ‘community’ members only in death. I have played for quite a few funerals for
members of the parish who are total strangers and not just to me! It would be a good thing if community
membership found invitation and acceptance among the living, in gladness and not just in grief.
The funeral
I am playing for today, brought all this to mind.
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