LCWR - St. Louis

THE

LITTLE

CATHOLIC

HEN

Who'll say Mass

Assumption Feast?

No longer done

Said parish priest.

Who will baptize

Little one?

More important

In-i-ti-a-tion.

The Catholic Faith

Please teach my child?

Not I, said nun born-

To-be-wild.

Who will help

Teach catechism?

Don't call it that

It sounds like schism.

Who will hear

My child confess?

We're all forgiven

More-or-less.

Who will give

The angels' Bread?

Extra-ministers

Sue and Fred.

Confirm my teens

Their souls they're losing?

That must be done

Of their own choosing.

So little mother

Walked away

Hating to

Look bold.

Never orphaned

Clung to Cross

 Deposit- Faith

Her gold.

Then up above

On mountain top

A man in white

He stood.

Just one more Bishop

Who'll try to stop...

Disorient

What's good.

But Bishop lifted

Up her Cross

His sons helped

Bear the weight.

And Pilgrims in

Progressive lands

Continued in

Grace-state.

They handed down

What they were taught

Vocations now

They flourish

And others old

Who loved new-thought

Had only crust

To nourish.

But little mother

Saw their tears

Starving for

What's true...

Come in, come in,

We've waited years...

His Bread's, in memory,

For you!!!