A homily for the Fifth Sunday of Lent (Scrutinies), March 17, 2024
Ez 37:12-14, Rom 8:8-11, Jn 11:1-45
Mom died in the hospital on Easter morning 1987 in the middle of telling her roommate a joke. The roommate said Mom headed to Heaven right before she delivered the punchline.
Yeah, telling jokes was more my father’s thing.
Julia Marie McCosker Zapcic was a month shy of her 58th birthday. She left behind a husband, six sons and several (forgive me; I forget how many at that time) daughters-in-law. She never met some of my brothers’ wives, nor did she get to play with 12 of her 14 grandchildren. Mom knew only my two now-grown offspring.
Our family often wondered what else she never had the chance to do.