The Godfather: Part II

"We have a big question. How would you like to be Kellen's godfather?"

I stared at the baby's parents.

“I have a big question for you. Are you being serious?”

They nodded and I fell silent in awe.

“I mean, if you need some time to think about it-,” started the boy’s father.

“I would absolutely love to.”

Thus starts my journey as a godfather for the second time, and Kellen and his family’s journey for putting up with me forever.

I haven't hit the ecstatic part of being asked to be a godfather again; I think I’m still in shock from the depth of how we as godparents have been asked to lead this young boy.

My partner in god parenting Kellen is well-qualified and I’m excited to embark on this journey with her. Kellen loves her like no other and I know she will always be a leading example of holiness in his life. I’m glad he has been blessed with such a godmother in order to make up for the weirdo chosen to be his godfather.

A Bible verse I’ve been thinking about lately is from St. Paul’s letter to the Corinthians and he tells them:

‘For I became your father in Christ Jesus through the Gospel.’

          I feel like St. Paul’s role has carried from him to me and Kellen’s godmother, spiritual mentors and godparents all the way down to two seventeen year-olds, trying to be an example of faith to a little boy. I love this because it displays the richness and consistency of our Catholic faith, loving and leading those who haven’t yet learned your lessons, who haven’t experienced Christ for themselves, yet looking up to those wiser and holier than us. Our priests, nuns, family and godparents.

I want to be this for baby Kellen. If nothing else, when I die, I want my godsons to say at my funeral:

‘He was a holy man and the best godfather ever.’

Love people.

Your friend,

Jacob