So Britain, in a shock to a lot of people, has opted to leave the European Union. They no longer want to have to learn French, German or Swahili. If they had done this a thousand years ago, or never bothered to stick their noses into the Island of Saints and Scholars for over nine hundred years, I would still be speaking Gaelic. Anyway, a lot of their population is unhappy with Brussels deciding for everybody who is a refugee, where they should go and what quota is appropriate for all the member states of the Union. Sound familiar? Once again, however, this is not new. Remember in John 6: 67-68, Our Lord asked the disciples if they too wanted to leave, after large segments of the crowd decided they no longer wished to be part of His following. A few remained, responding that they had nowhere else to go because He had the words of Eternal Life. For some unforeseen reason, people have decided that they prefer to be in charge of themselves, no matter that they have little experience, and God has been God for a long time. I believe that is what Eternal God means. Adam and Eve led the way in self-determination, and ever since, Dolly Parton, Jane Fonda and Lily Tomlin in Nine to Five made it possible for health benefits or not, minimum wage, etc. And the French have more time off than anyone else on the face of the earth. People take out bank loans, fail to pay them back and feel free to gossip about their in-laws. Then there is this eternal debate about fairness. I mentioned at daily Mass a few days ago that amazingly, people after 60 or 80 years on the face of the earth become experts in God. They negotiate how long they should live, long enough to see the grandchildren graduate from college, get married, raise a family, etc. Wars, child abuse, horrible scenes of violence and numerous people on the move from misery to hope of a better life for themselves or their children. True there are some heroes: a Mother Teresa who gave hugs to the unloved, first responders and health personnel who cared for the frightened and the wounded, parishioners who collect the elderly parishioners so they can come to Mass. I mention often that one of my lasting impressions of some Catholics who have left the Eucharist behind, is that it’s been for reasons that I see as trivial. “The daycare is better.” “I love the music at the liturgy for the youth.” Or, “Fr. O’Brien would not come to the hospital because grandma was not a parishioner of his church.” I say trivial, because no thing and no person is worth abandoning the Body and the Blood of the Lord Himself. But overall, do you want to leave? Where will you go? Will you do a better job yourself? Who will be your Savior?