It was 61 degrees this morning, cool enough that Sister Mary Claire pulled her shawl a little closer on our walk to St. Mary’s. Mini trotted ahead with her proud little strut, like the show dog she thinks she is. Father LeRoy read the Gospel about Nathanael, and I thought it was strange that Jesus already knew him before they ever met.
On the walk home, I asked Sister how that could be. She said Jesus knows each of us that way, even before we are called. “He sees the good in us, just as He saw Nathanael under the fig tree,” she explained. I asked if that meant He saw me under the mulberry tree where I like to sit with Mini. Sister laughed and said yes, even there. She said Jesus loves when we are honest with Him, like Nathanael who had no duplicity.
The sun felt warm on our backs, and the gravel crunched underfoot. Sister told me that following Jesus means trusting that He will show us “greater things” in our lives, even little ones like keeping the cave snug for winter or helping Father LeRoy with church tasks. I liked that. It makes me feel like our small chores are part of something bigger.
When we reached our drive way, Mini gave one last shake of her ears and darted ahead, and I whispered to myself, “Rabbi, you are the Son of God.” It felt like the best way to finish the morning.
Evening Prayer:
Dear Jesus, thank You for seeing me and loving me as I am. Help me to be truthful in all things and to follow You with a heart that trusts. Show me the greater things You have planned. Amen.
Love,
Kathy
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