Father then turned to the nuns and asked them if they would say "Yes." Their response was YES.
Father then turned to us laity in the pews, and we said "Yes" -- sorta.
I admit, I didn't. I wanted to, but hesitated. I wanted to know the implications of my "Yes." After all, the God of the Old Testament is vengeful, and mean. Sometimes, I wonder about the view of God given by Jesus.
I was thinking of when I'd be the elder son in the Prodigal Son (Matt 21: 28-32, or the poor slob who was suckered into slaving all the day in the field Matt 20: 1-16), or the timid honest one who buried his master talents ( Matt 25: 14-30), etc.
I would want a guarantee that I'd be loved and cared for, and that God would never abandon me. Luckily, I recalled Romans 8:31-39 "What shall we then say to these things? If God is for us, who can be against us? He that didn't spare his own Son, but delivered him up for us all, will he not also give us, with him, all things freely?... For I am persuaded that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor things present, nor things to be, nor height, nor depth, nor any other created thing will be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord."
So when Mass was finished, and Father again asked us, "Would you say 'yes' to God?"
I shouted, "YES"!