At Mass this morning, we sang "In bread we bring you, Lord". I can never sing this hymn without cringing at the memory of one of my worst efforts at selecting the music for Mass.
On this particular Sunday, the priest had preached a rousing homily on the subject of the parable of the Good Samaritan, finishing with a dramatic pause followed by the stirring words, delivered with a flourish, "So I want you to ask God, and ask yourselves, WHO IS MY NEIGHBOUR?"
Fast forward to the offertory hymn, all of five minutes later, and these are the words we were singing:
"In bread we bring you, Lord,
Our bodies' labour.
In wine we offer you
Our spirit's grief.
We do not ask you, Lord,
Who is my neighbour..."
Ooops! I'm not sure the priest ever really forgave me...