Reeson’s Rambling :: February 4, 2018
While I was a child, I went to Disneyland with my family a number of times, and I recall a song that’s still stuck in my head called “It’s a small world.” As an adult, it’s even more evident that it’s a small world and a small Church.
Over the past few days, I’ve been serving as a chaplain on a cruise to Hawaii and have been blessed to connect with many people. I have an 11:30 pm Mass for the crew, and last week there were people from eleven countries represented. I told every crew member I saw during the week that if they came to Mass I would send their mom an email to let her know their son or daughter went to Mass. I am anxious to see if this increases attendance!
As luck would have it, Deacon David Krueger’s parents are on this cruise, and it’s been a great blessing to dine and tour with them. They have often been at daily Mass, and it’s been delightful to get to know them.
Beau Larsen, the son of parishioner’s Kathy and John, is a freshman in college in Honolulu. We were not able to see each other because of his busy schedule, but I was able to call and text with him. He was in class when I first called and at the Founders Day Mass the second time. His folks will be pleased to know he’s going to classes and Mass, and I will be sure to mention these things when I write my letter of recommendation for Beau to enter the Seminary. He doesn’t yet know about becoming a priest, but I’m working on him!
Speaking of priests, I enjoyed a wonderful visit with Father Rheo Ofalsa, a U.S. Air Force Academy graduate who later felt God’s call while he was stationed at Offutt. Father Rheo was ordained a priest for the Archdiocese of Omaha and completed several assignments here, but he has since returned to Honolulu where his family resides and where he now serves as the Director of Vocations. It was a joy to spend some time with an Archdiocese of Omaha brother priest!
I went for a swim while at Waikiki beach, and was getting out of the water when I noticed a big brouhaha. Many of the people who saw me were demanding that the place be renamed “muscle beach!”
It’s surprising how many people here have even heard of Nebraska, not to mention the connections. There are four families that attend Mass each day on the ship who are related to Governor Ricketts. I ran into some other people on the street yesterday who are from Emerson, Nebraska, and on the ship I just visited with a minister and his wife from Fairbury, Nebraska. And, turns out this minister had attended high school with my uncle in Louisville, Nebraska!
Did I mention it’s a small world and a small Church? I am so blessed to be connected with so many brothers and sisters in Christ!