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  Monday – 30 th Week in Ordinary Time Gospel – Luke 13:10-17 Come to Me?? Stone of Anointing, Church of Holy Sepulchre As I mentioned yesterday, Ginger and I spent the past 2 weeks at home in Southern Maryland, along with my 2 sisters, working together to help manage our Mom’s care.   Weeks before that, we made a conscious and deliberate decision to travel home, coordinating with my sisters Mary and Theresa on a plan of action.   There was no real cry for help – come home!   There was no MayDay or SOS!   We just recognized all that Mom was going through (not to mention all that Theresa was dealing with) and we made the choice to gather together to work on a care plan! And that is the one little detail we all probably miss in today’s Gospel.   There is no falling at Jesus’ feet – heal me!   There is no ‘come to my house and cure my servant.’   There is no opening of a roof to bring the crrippled man before Jesus!   No!   Instead...
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  30 th Sunday in Ordinary Time Gospel – Matthew 22: 34-40 Love is the Answer Jewish Prayer Shawl Ginger and I have spent the last 2 weeks at the family home in Southern Maryland with my 2 sisters.   It was, at times, an exhausting and stressful experience navigating through a maze of meetings and paperwork involved with a variety of medical and financial decisions as our 101-year-old Mom transitioned from rehab/PT into the assisted care part of the nursing home. You would think that Mom would be completely bewildered and upset with all the sudden changes in her life and lifestyle.   You would think she would be so focused on her aches and pains and worried about the future.   And yet, it was quite the opposite! Our time spent with her was filled with her sharing so many stories and memories, many of which we had never heard – how Dad proposed, how Dad had to ask NnNa for permission to marry (not Pop Pol), and how he built the very house we grew up in and st...
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  Saturday 29 th Week in Ordinary Time Gospel – Luke 13:1-9 Repentance and Mercy Sycamore Tree, Jericho Jack, the painter, often would thin his paint so it would go further. So when the Church decided to do some deferred maintenance, Jock was able to put in the low bid, and got the job. As always, he thinned his paint way down with turpentine. One day while he was up on the scaffolding -- the job almost finished -- he heard a horrendous clap of thunder, and the sky opened. The downpour washed the thinned paint off the church and knocked Jock off his scaffold and onto the lawn among the gravestones and puddles of thinned and worthless paint. Jock knew this was a warning from the Almighty, so he got on his knees and cried: “Oh, God! Forgive me! What should I do?” And from the thunder, a mighty voice: “REPAINT! REPAINT! AND THIN NO MORE! Sorry about that - my sense of humor!   But there is a point! Remember having to admit to your best friend that you lied to them and ...