Altar Server Prayer: Father in heaven, Your Son Jesus Christ showed his
love for you by serving his brothers and sisters in need. I now
ask you to give me your help I serve you and your people Open my mouth to
praise you in word and song. Open my ears to hear your word. Open my hand to do
your work well. Take from me all evil and distracting thoughts.
Help me to know what I should do and do it
well. Help me to serve reverently at your Holy Altar and give
you praise and glory now and for ever. Amen
My brothers, be united in following my rule of
life. Take as your models everybody who is already doing this and study them as
you used to study us. I have told you often, and I repeat it today with tears,
there are many who are behaving as the enemies of the cross of Christ. They are
destined to be lost. They make foods into their god and they are proudest of
something they ought to think shameful; the things they think important are
earthly things. For us, our homeland is in heaven, and from heaven comes the
saviour we are waiting for, the Lord Jesus Christ, and he will transfigure
these wretched bodies of ours into copies of his glorious body. He will do that
by the same power with which he can subdue the whole universe. So
then, my brothers and dear friends, do not give way but remain faithful in the
Lord. I miss you very much, dear friends; you are my joy and my crown.
I rejoiced when I heard them say, “Let us go to
God’s house”
Jesus said to his disciples: ‘There was a rich
man and he had a steward denounced to him for being wasteful with his property.
He called for the man and said, “What is this I hear about you? Draw me up an
account of your stewardship because you are not to be my steward any longer.”
Then the steward said to himself, “Now that my master is taking the stewardship
from me, what am I to do? Dig? I am not strong enough. Go begging? I should be
too ashamed. Ah, I know what I will do to make sure that when I am dismissed
from office there will be some to welcome me into their homes.” Then he called his master’s debtors one by one.
To the first he said, “How much do you owe my master?” “One hundred measures of
oil” was the reply. The steward said, “Here, take your bond; sit down straight
away and write fifty.” To another he said, “And you, sir, how much do you owe?”
“One hundred measures of wheat” was the reply. The steward said, “Here, take
your bond and write eighty.”
‘The master praised the dishonest steward for
his astuteness. For the children of this world are more astute in dealing with
their own kind than are the children of light.’
Heavenly Father, your mighty power subdue the whole universe. Help me remain faithful to your word. Lord Jesus Christ, my Saviour and Lord, transfigure these wretched body of mine into copy of your glorious body. Help me in dealing with my brothers and sisters, to love them as you love me. To be kind and compassionate towards all your creatures.
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