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I've Got A Secret

You are the Christ, the Son of the Living God (Matthew 16:16) Twenty-First Sunday in Ordinary Time

If you are over 50, there's a chance you may remember the popular weekly TV game show called "I've Got A Secret." In the show, celebrity panelists would attempt to determine a contestant's "secret": something that was unusual, amazing, embarrassing, or humorous about that person. The host would introduce the contestant, and then, without revealing it to the panelists, the contestant would whisper his or her secret to the host. Meanwhile, viewers were shown the secret displayed on their television screens. The panelists would then be given a clue, and the questioning would commence. Over the years, hundreds of interesting guests appeared with their "secrets" -- among them Colonel Harland Sanders whose secret was, "I started my restaurant with my first Social Security check"; drummer Pete Best whose secret was, "I used to be one of The Beatles"; and a 95-year-old man named Samuel J. Seymour who secret was "I am the last surviving eyewitness to Abraham Lincoln's assassination" (he was five-years-old at the time). In 1958, an episode devoted to the theme of "teenage appreciation" was the show's answer to media reports of teenage delinquency -- and featured nine teens of unusual accomplishment including the then 15-year-old chess champion Bobby Fischer, and 16-year-old pop star Paul Anka. In it's original format, the show aired for more than fifteen continuous seasons. So you might say, the show's secret of success was it's secrets!

This morning I've got my own secret to share. And it is the answer to a question that has plagued mankind for untold centuries: "What is the secret of happiness?"

So listen closely. There once was a very learned philosophy professor who had earned not one, not two, but three post-graduate degrees. And his head was crammed full of just about everything philosophers of every Age had to say about happiness. Still, he pondered the subject incessantly. He was so obsessed with the question that he decided to set out in search of the wisest and happiest person in the world, wherever it took him, and at whatever cost. After years of travel to distant places, and at [...]

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