God tells Moses: “I am who am”—I AM, for short. God needs no point of reference, no proof. God is. We either accept it or we don’t.

How many names do you have? Think of all the ways people get your attention. A man named John Sims may be Jack to his friends, and in certain formal situations, Mr. Sims. But more important, he may be Daddy to someone and Honey to someone else. Maybe he’s even the boss, the villain, or the hero in someone’s eyes.

About that time some people came up and told him about the Galileans Pilate had killed while they were at worship, mixing their blood with the blood of the sacrifices on the altar. Jesus responded, “Do you think those murdered Galileans were worse sinners than all other Galileans?

Not long ago I attended the funeral of my beloved uncle, Don. At the end of the Mass, one of his three sons, Tom, stood to give the eulogy. Tom talked about his father’s growing up in New Jersey, his migration to the Midwest to attend college, and his marriage to Mary Jane, their mother.

When I was a college student I visited Ireland, the land of my ancestors. The spiritual highlight of my trip was when my Irish cousins brought me to the town of Raercross to stand among the ruins of a stone hut where my grandmother was born.

Those ubiquitous Post-It notes we use—to mark a page, write a quick note, or place on a co-worker's desk—were a mistake. The 3M Company was trying to come up with a new kind of glue mixture and instead they created a glue that didn’t really stick. How absurd! Such a blunder!

As we begin the remembrance of our Lord’s Passion, we call to mind the failures and sins from which he saves us.

“To the one who still remains in this world, no repentance is too late.”