At my elementary school, when you reached fifth grade, you were allowed to become a traffic control officer. You got a nifty neon orange vest, a whistle, and the power to direct traffic during drop-off, pickup, and special events. You were kind of a big deal. I really wanted to be a part of the team. I even had my parents buy me a whistle in second grade, and I would take it to school every day in the hoping I got to use it.
One day, the parish was having a funeral, and all of the cars were flooding the parking lot. There just happened to be no one directing traffic, and I just happened to have my whistle. So, I went out there and got to work. I am sure I was sending all of the cars to the wrong places, but I felt like I was helping.
Sometimes, like me (and Peter from Sunday’s gospel), we try to help, but create more problems. We think we’re helping, but we’re doing more harm then good. The only way to know the difference is to pray and to frequently encounter Christ in the Sacraments. My regular prayer is “Jesus, use me.” Are you willing to let Him use you?