For the second month in a row, I prepared a homily I didn't give. In fact, I prepared two I didn't give. I am going to share one of them here.
You may recall that last month, I wasn't happy with what I had prepared, so I completely rewrote it, very shortly before I was to give it.
This month, the circumstances were different: I was scheduled to preach; but I also was scheduled to serve as a deacon with a visiting priest. We get quite a few visiting priests on weekends these days, as our large-ish parish (2,800 registered families) only has one priest and we have five masses scheduled every weekend. At least in our parish, and I think at other parishes, it is considered the courteous thing to do to give the visiting priest the option of preaching at masses for which he's scheduled. Our rota of visiting priests is fairly stable so I know most of them, and so on deacon preaching weekends, it's not uncommon for me to work out with the visiting priest ahead of time which of us will preach.
But in this case, the visiting priest was new to me and to the parish. He is an instructor at the seminary, which suggested (to me, anyway) that he is sharp and might have some interesting things to share with our congregation. So I quickly deferred to him.
Here is the one I came prepared to give: