MY FIRST SUNDAY MASS

MY FIRST SUNDAY MASS....
It was my second day and it was a Sunday. As a good priest(!) I enquired the details of Sunday Mass. There was no community mass. A priest who was guiding me told me he has mass in a nearby chapel and said that I join him. I was happy. The next day on our way he said that I can concelebrate with him, and added saying that there is no meaning that you stand nearby and say nothing. (also because I did not know the language). Later he told me that there is no concelebration in this part of the world. One celebrates the mass and all the others just attend the mass.
We reached the chapel and it was huge church where they can accommodate about 2000 people with chairs. The sacristan was busy arranging and lighting all the candles about 30 in three alters, the Organist was playing the hymns for the mass and two choir members (ladies) practising the hymns. “It is going to be a great celebration” I said to myself. The Priest and I were the first ones to reach and we were waiting for the rest of the congregation. At 10.00 am there were about 40 people we were near the altar not even quarter of the church filled. And I was the youngest in the congregation and I am only forty years old. The celebration was great in a country where secularism is the law.
The next Sunday I was asked to celebrate the Sunday mass for the community where we would expect about 10 people. I prepared with a good sermon, written ofcourse, it is expected here. As usual I was the first to reach. Later two people came in. It was a bright sunny day which is rare here. After a while one of them said that others would not come since it was a sunny day. So I celebrated the mass for three. We were only three till the end.
Nobody talks of religion. The country was once a Catholic country. Now it is s protestant country. But practically nobody pays attention to religion. There are huge churches all over the country. They are all monuments of the nation which invite tourists and are open on Saturdays and Sundays for the visitors. Some are being reconstructed for meeting Halls for the city.
GOOD GOD WHERE ARE YOU?....