Recently a speaker I admire reflected on the opening words of the Lord's Prayer. Each time we pray, he noted, we say almost glibly, 'Our Father...' And while much of the commentary on the Lord's prayer focuses on the word Father and the intimate relationship that God desires with us, he focused on the word Our . He reasoned that the prayer as we know it does not refer to God as my father, but ours, with all that sharing the one father implies - namely that everyone else that knows God is my sister and brother. But do I treat all of these sisters and brothers as I would by own blood, he asked. In my days as a school leader, I would often draw on this familial language when dealing with instances of a vulnerable students being treated as less by others. 'Every single one that wears that uniform is your brother,' I would say. 'Is this how you would want someone to treat your brother?' Generally, it had the desired impact. But again, it limited the brea...
I am a husband and father of three children who has worked in Catholic schools in Australia for over 30 years and now works in Mission. In various leadership roles I have shared my own reflections on the readings from the Sunday Mass with colleagues. I don't present myself as an expert, or my reflections as an authorised interpretation of Scripture. Just my own thoughts on how they speak to me in my own lived experience. This blog is a new way of sharing them with anyone that may be interested.