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  Friday 3 rd Week of Easter Gospel – John 6:52-58 The “Ring” of Truth Chapel of Tears, Jerusalem I wear 2 rings on my fingers.   One, of course, is my wedding ring, celebrating (as of yesterday) 50 years of marriage to Ginger.   And the other is a high school class ring.   But it’s not mine; it’s my Dad’s! His high school senior ring from 1939.   I never even knew he had a class ring until, unfortunately, the week after he passed away 20 years ago.   I found it as we were sorting through his jewelry, and I immediately put it on my finger and have worn it every day since. It's a constant reminder to me of my dad, our relationship and all the memories I have of him.   It gives me a feeling that my dad is still here with me, guiding me and encouraging me. But in the end, this ring is not my dad.   It’s just a reminder, a symbol of our relationship, a holder of all my father/son memories of the past.   But it’s not the same as having hi...
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  Thursday – 3 rd Week of Easter Reading – Acts 8:26-40 Distractions! On the Road to Gaza I decided to water my garden. As I turn on the hose, I look over at my car and decide my car needs washing.   As I start toward the garage, I notice that there is mail on the porch table that I brought up from the mailbox earlier. I decide to go through the mail before I wash the car.   I lay my car keys down on the table, put the junk mail in the garbage can under the table, and notice that the can is full. So, I decide to put the bills back on the table and take out the garbage first. But then I think, since I'm going to be near the mailbox when I take out the garbage anyway, I may as well pay the bills first. I take my checkbook off the table and see that there is only one check left.   My extra checks are in my desk in the study, so I go inside the study to my desk where I find the can of Coke that I had been drinking. I'm going to look for my checks, but first I ne...
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  Wednesday 3 rd Week of Easter Gospel – John 6:35-40 Lost and Found Papal Mass, Edmonton 2022 My watch stopped working a couple of weeks ago.   Most of you know the watch I’m talking about.   It’s a gold watch gifted to my Dad back in 1972 by Texaco for 25 years of faithful service.   Engraved on the back with his name and date, it has been a family possession for over 50 years, passed on to me after Dad passed away in 2004.   Since then, I have made sure to keep it clean and running, no matter the cost. So I took it in for cleaning and a new battery.   Simple, right?   Not so much!   A new battery didn’t make any difference.   So it has been in the shop these 2 weeks as they try to get it running.   I got the news on Monday that they just couldn’t get it to run.   So I stopped in the shop to retrieve it and try somewhere else.   No luck – the owner wasn’t there.   So I went back yesterday to try again.   Th...