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Seventh Sunday of Easter Jn 17/20-26 |
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| Background:
The Gospel today is taken from the Last Supper Discourse of Jesus, a discourse
which provides the author of the Gospel with an opportunity to spin out at great and
powerful length his theme of the unity between Jesus and the Father and our resultant
unity through Jesus ( to whom we are united) with the Father. While the discourse is a
theological reflection on the revelation of the nature of God which Jesus unveiled, it is
nothing more than an attempt to plumb the depths of the good news which Jesus preached
– We are inextricably united to God and we can never be separated from God’s
love, a love in which both the maternal and the paternal are combined. |
read the padre |
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Story:
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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