This morning, Sister Mary Claire and I walked to St. Mary’s for Holy Mass. Mini trotted along beside us, her little bottom wiggling in the cool breeze. The Gospel reading today was about how Jesus told His friends He would be handed over and killed, but would rise on the third day. My heart felt heavy, just like the disciples must have felt. I can’t imagine hearing something so sad and then still having to walk on as if it were just an ordinary day.
Then Father LeRoy explained the part about the temple tax. Jesus asked Peter who kings collect taxes from—foreigners or their own people. When Peter said “foreigners,” Jesus agreed that His followers were free from such taxes, but that He would pay anyway so no one would be offended. Father said it showed Jesus’ humility—how even though He is the Son of God, He still set an example of peace and cooperation.
I liked the part where Peter caught the fish and found the coin inside. Father smiled and said God provides for what He asks of us, even in the strangest ways. That made me think about how sometimes the answer to our prayers might come in ways we don’t expect—like a coin in a fish’s mouth!
When we got home, Mini ran ahead to the coop, and Omelette was waiting for her breakfast. Sister made us tea, and we sat quietly for a while, letting Father’s words sink in.
Evening Prayer:
Dear Jesus, thank You for the lessons You teach me each day. Help me to be humble and willing to give, just as You gave everything for me. I trust You to provide for what I need, in Your own perfect way. Amen.
Love,
Kathy
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