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June 1st, 2003

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Seventh Sunday of Easter


The affectionate prayer of Jesus in today's Gospel is filled with pathos. Jesus knows that his time on earth is coming to an end. His mission in human form, so to speak, is over. His friends are now on their own. He will be present to them, of course, especially through the Spirit. But they will not see him with their eyes, hear him with their ears, touch him with their fingers. So he now reassures them and through them us that they will nonetheless be under God's protection. No matter what might grow wrong the Trinity supports and protects even when we are in the last moments of life. We may be frightened - who isn't - but everything somehow will still be all right.

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Once upon a time Mollie Whuppi discovered she had a real problem with the girls basketball team at Mother Mary High School. Mollie, as everyone knows, was class president, student body president, captain of the volleyball, basketball, and chess team, prefect of the sodality (they still had one at her school) and had the best grades in her class. The president of the high school often said that she was delighted that Mollie permitted her to remain in office. To which Mollie goes, "like REALLY!" Well  Mollie did make mistakes. As her boy friend Joe goes, "she's like occasionally in error, but NEVER in doubt." WELL, the problem on the team was the poor kids that never played - the tenth, eleventh, and twelfth players on a team which had only nine really good players. Well, pretty good. So since the games were always close these other players never got in. And when Mother Mary would win close games against schools like Lord Jesus high and all the crowd went wild and hugged those who had played, they ignored the tenth and eleventh and twelfth players. These young women were  good sports and never complained, but one day Mollie noticed how silent and sad they were down at the end of the bench. So she goes to the coach, we have to do something about them. The coach didn't understand (often times they don't, you know). If those girls played, they'd lose. Well, Mollie wanted to win as much as anyone (maybe a tad more). But she didn't like those sad faces on people she liked a lot. So what did Mollie do? She organized a party at her house for all the basketball team (Absolutely no BOYS permitted) and praised the tenth, eleventh, and twelfth players for their hard work and good sportspersonship, and gave each of them a totally neat blouse she had found at the mall. There was a lot of weeping and hugging. And no more long faces. And Mollie goes to Joe, like we really have to take care totally of everyone!

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