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...