The parish, then, is not dying; it is necessary, even for those who are content with just the sound of the church bells or little more. And at any moment, if one wants to, he or she can come to know what it is that truly makes the church bells ring.

       When we think of a church (could say parish...in the U.S. we would probably use church for the building) we first think of a place made out of bricks, right? The history of art shines forth with spectacular imagery: churches compete in beauty, the glory of the cathedral vies for our attention during our time to give glory to God.
    But a church makes sense only if it contains the Church, that is a community. No place exists that confines God, but there are places that contain communities that praise God.
    Therefore, our churches are a continual reference to the Church made of living persons, the plan of God, brothers and sisters gathered in His Word who, putting their individual gifts in the service of the Kingdom, construct a place that makes present the love of God.
    We realize this plan of God, finally becoming Church, living its very ministry and true vocation, leaving “da parte guul santoni”, making our temples into places of encounter and community, places that keep the Word and the bread for the journey.
    In the “extended family” of the parish the great milestones of human life (birth, death, weddings, anniversaries), are no longer anonymous. That which matters, ordinary or extraordinary is no longer trivial, through the parish all receives new meaning, gains new potential, and is made accessible to everyone.
    Unfortunately, we do sometimes, in our cities, towns, or neighborhoods, find ourselves in communities that have grown weary, where the role of the priest has overtaken the space for the creativity of parishioners, or communities whose participating members want only to be left alone with their personal, already set own devotions.
    It would be wonderful for everyone to have the possibility to believe and grow in faith in a community where, behind the bells “that have always accompanied moments both happy and sad”, is found a community, a network of relationships, of affection; one that is a clear sign of shared hope and a faith generated in the community and with the community. All of this a prized possession, for which there is no substitute.

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