This morning at St. Mary’s, the Gospel reading was from Matthew 16:24-28, where Jesus told His disciples, “Whoever wishes to come after me must deny himself, take up his cross, and follow me.”
In his homily, Father LeRoy said that taking up our cross doesn’t always mean something big and dramatic—it can be in the small, everyday sacrifices we make out of love for God. He said every time we put someone else before ourselves, choose kindness over pride, or stay faithful when it’s hard, we are following Jesus on His road. Father reminded us that the reward is not something the world can give, but life forever with God.
After Mass, we came home and made lunch—peanut butter and strawberry jam with crisp lettuce from the garden tucked inside the sandwich. It sounds unusual, but the sweet and salty together with the crunch made me smile. Mini sat very still by my chair, watching every bite like it was the most important thing in the world.
Now it’s evening, and I’m thinking about how carrying my little “crosses” might be just holding my tongue, helping when I’d rather play, or being patient when I’m tired.
Evening Prayer
Dear Jesus,
Help me carry my cross today and every day,
whether it’s big or small.
Teach me to follow You with a willing heart,
and to remember that life with You
is worth more than anything in the world.
Amen.
Love,
Kathy
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