For this week’s homily please play the video below.
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This is one of my favorite gospel stories, Fr. Victor, and I love the way you tell it with all the background stories of people and places.
I once knew an Episcopal priest and his wife whom I met through a friend, whose names I’ve forgotten after 45-plus years.They were a faith-filled couple who ministered together at hospitals and to young adults in difficult situations. He was as tall as I am short. One night at a prayer meeting he gave me a gift — a small weathered bronze cross that he had nailed to a tree for several years to see what would happen to it. On the front of the cross is a bas relief of Zaccheus climbing the sycamore tree. He gave it to me because Zaccheus was a short man and reminded him of me. The cross has hung on our dining room wall all for those 45-plus years. I treasure the cross and my memories of that dear faith-filled couple.
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We get the stories we need to hear, Gloria.
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