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  Tues day – 14 th Week in Ordinary Time Gospel – Matthew 9:32-38 I Am Tired! Sheep! Are you tired?   Worn out?   Stressed out?   Do you get up after a fitful night of sleep feeling even more exhausted than the day before?   We are all feeling it – tired of greed and selfishness, of worry, of watching the news, tired of violence and hatred, tired of unconscionable acts of cruelty, tired of seeing nothing change, tired of people with too many divisive words and not enough healing actions.   I think we are all feeling that way lately, a bit lost, sheep looking for a good shepherd! We don’t often see the human side of Jesus in the Gospels.   Mostly we see the miracle-worker, the raiser of people from the dead, the healer, the teacher, the Resurrected Son of God.   But sometimes, like in the Garden of Gethsemane, we see His humanity, what we share in common with Him.   And we get a glimpse of that human side in today’s Gospel.   Jes...
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  Monday – 14 th Week in Ordinary Time Gospel – Matthew 9:18-26 Meeting Me Halfway Chapel at Magdala Two young women, Mary and Beth, were next-door neighbors.   More importantly, they were the best of friends.   At least until one day when they had a terrible argument!   It doesn’t matter what the argument was about.   What matters is that it got so heated that they both declared the friendship was over and they both stormed off to their homes.   Beth spent the night tossing and turning; she just couldn’t sleep.   She missed her best friend, and she felt so bad about the argument.   Finally in the middle of the night, she got up and headed to Mary’s house to make amends.   As she gets about halfway, there is Mary right in front of her, running toward her house.   So they both met in the middle, expressed their sorrow over the incident and tearfully hugged each other, best friends again! My guess is that we have all been in a sim...
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  14 th Sunday in Ordinary Time Gospel – Matthew 11:25-30 The “Little Ones” Open Market, Jerusalem I don’t care how old we are or how old we feel; there is something about summers, even one as oppressively hot and humid as this one, that brings out the child in all of us.   We become nostalgic; we reminisce and try to recapture those care-free times from the past.   Running through the sprinklers or racing down the slip-n-slide.   Chasing the ice cream truck – haven’t seen one down here in Tennessee!   Riding bikes with our friends around the neighborhood.   Swinging so high the poles came out of the ground.   Picking berries and catching fireflies.   Family vacations, watermelon and lemonade, campfires, sunsets on the beach and endless games of catch or badminton over the fence.   They were times of innocence and happiness, times when we appreciated the value of friendship and family, when we listened to stories from Papa or great-g...
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