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  Tuesday – 5th Week in Lent   - 3/24/26     revisited Gospel – John 8:21-30 The Worst Day Altar over the site of the Crucifixion One of the absolute worst days of my life was the day my dad died.   It was sudden, unexpected, heartbreaking!   It felt like the world had suddenly stopped turning!   And I can only imagine how much worse it was for my Mom to lose her best friend, her spouse of so many years, to feel so completely alone and lost You know that day, that absolute worst day of your life, when everything fell apart, when you felt completely alone and abandoned?   Remember that day when you ‘knew’ all hope was lost and things would never be the same again?   Remember that day you ‘knew’ would be your last, that day that you were convinced you would never survive?   And yet, here you are!   Got through it, didn’t you?   Made it to the next day, didn’t you?   How the heck did that happen?   Did it all hap...
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  Monday – 5th Week in Lent   3/23/26   revisited Gospel - John 8:1-11 Expecting the worst Garden of Gethsemane Makes you wonder, doesn’t it?   Where exactly were the Pharisees hiding in order to catch the woman in the act of adultery?   How long were they hiding? How long had they been planning this?    Why would they put so much time and energy into expecting someone to sin, much less catch them at it? Jesus was spending some time in the Garden of Gethsemane praying and was then confronted by this situation.   The difference between Him and the Pharisees is stark.   The Pharisees seem to view people at their worst and expect nothing less, nothing more.   They pre-judge others based on their past and don’t even allow the possibility that they could change.   Jesus sees the woman, forgives her sins (her past) and challenges her to do better. Where are we?   Do we judge others based on something they did in the past? ...
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  5 th Sunday of Lent Gospel – John 11:1-45 Orange “Crushed” Empty Tomb A few years ago, we were over at our daughter’s house, helping our son-in-law and grandsons rake up all the leaves in the front yard.   It’s a very large space and we were filling large plastic bags left and right.   As we were nearing the end of the job, I glanced at my right hand and noticed that my ring was missing, gone, disappeared!   This was a high school class ring, not my own, but my dad’s from 1939.   It was handed down to me right after my dad passed away.   I never even knew he had a class ring but ever since that day I have worn it proudly and lovingly!   So to suddenly find it missing left me in panic!   We had easily 6 or 7 huge bags filled with leaves and we tore into them frantically trying to find it.   I admit that, at one point, I stepped back in tears, convinced it was lost forever.   It was terrifying and I lost hope, if only for a mome...
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