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  Sunday –12 th Sunday in Ordinary Time Gospel – Matthew 10:26-33 The Hairs on My Head! Mass at Gethsemane I admit it!   I am growing old(er)!   The legs creak and the muscles ache!   The energy dissipates rather too quickly!   And, as I look in the mirror, I see it all too plainly!   Bald spots are becoming alarmingly more noticeable and the hairs on my head are dwindling.   (No, that will NOT be the pic of the day!)   I guess it lends a whole new meaning to the old adage-the spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak!   Kind of like kneeling/genuflecting – he can get down; now let’s see if he can get back up!   With old age comes new fears! But it also brings to mind the words of today’s Gospel!   “ Even all the hairs of your head are numbered! So do not be afraid; you are worth more!”   I imagine that, at this point in my life, I must be giving the Father a real headache as the number of hairs on my head keep changin...
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  Saturday – 11 th Week in Ordinary Time Gospel – Matthew 6:24-34 What, Me Worry? Church of Holy Sepulchre, Jerusalem I can be such a grouch! I am a worrywart!   I worry about the health of my mom and sisters. I worry about every little ache and pain that Ginger experiences.   I worry about Jaime, Josh and the boys!   I worry about the future of the country and the world!   I worry about last night’s rainstorm and tomorrow’s heat and humidity. I worry about driving on unfamiliar roads and separation from friends.   I worry about places torn apart by war and poverty and hunger.   I worry about what happened yesterday and what might happen tomorrow!   Pick a day, any day!   And I promise you we were all worried about something or someone!   And yet Jesus tells us in today’s Gospel not to worry!   He tells us that there is no need to worry about anything!   Seriously?   Is that even possible for any of us?   Do ...
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  Friday – 11 th Week in Ordinary Time Gospel – Matthew 6:19-23 Hidden Treasure Along the Jordan River Many years ago on a Christmas morning, I sent Ginger on a treasure hunt for her present.   She scurried from room to room deciphering clues as she went along until she ended up right back where she started – in front of the Christmas tree – where she found her treasure – a gold necklace.   And me?   I just sat back and watched the madness unfold!   Yeah, I know, a bit corny, but it was fun.   But even back then all those years ago, I knew the real treasure wasn’t any gold trinket or Christmas present.   The real treasure was (IS) Ginger; it’s our loving relationship.   That is where my heart is!   And it still is! We all have something we truly treasure!   Maybe it’s that first car, that favorite toy from our childhood, our best friend, that once in a lifetime memory or the love of our life.   Whatever and whoever it is, w...