Readers at Rockwell

On my first Sunday back from the Socialist Republic of Vietnam, Chief and I went to Mass at Rockwell. It was the 9:30am Mass. We arrived a few minutes early as it was easy to find parking space.

There were still many empty seats inside the Chapel. A group of people wearing white were conversing near the top of the aisle, from where the priest and the sacristans would start to march down at the beginning of the Mass.

Sometimes, they would be conversing a little too loud that the woman infront of us would look back at them.

Later, we would find out that these people in “white” were to be blessed as the new “readers.” They had gone through a program that qualified them as “readers.”

Chief and I would remember that back at Nha Tho Vung Suay (Church of the Vietnamese Martyrs), where we got married last November, we were once “readers” too.

We didn’t go through any program. Maybe, being members of CFC qualified us to be readers? Maybe, because Sr. Velynne personally knew us.

Or maybe, because, God chose us to be readers!