Fourth Sunday of Lent 2025 (Year A Readings)

A few years ago I went on vacation with Fr. Scott and our friend Fr. Mike, and we rented a house right across the street from the beach just north of Boston. It was a beautiful spot. My routine on vacation is pretty simple: I wake up early, go to Mass, and then treat myself to breakfast at this little diner overlooking the ocean. It’s peaceful, the food is great, and the view is unbeatable. One morning, I was sitting at a table with a perfect view of the Atlantic—waves rolling in, seagulls flying by, all of it. I ordered my breakfast and started playing Wordle on my phone while I waited. You know Wordle—the word game where you try to guess a five-letter word in six tries. That morning’s puzzle was a tough one. After three or four attempts, I was getting nowhere. Frustrated, I gave up and just typed in the word I had started with earlier in the puzzle. It wasn’t the right answer, but then the correct word popped up. Would you believe it? The answer was… “OC...