Robert picked us up this morning in his pickup, saying 54 degrees was far too cold for walking. Sister Mary Claire agreed, and I was glad when he pulled up by the mailbox. The truck was already warmed, and Mini hopped right in as if she had been waiting all along. I tucked close to Sister while Robert drove us to St. Mary’s.
At Mass, Father LeRoy preached on today’s Gospel where Jesus said, “Foxes have dens and birds of the sky have nests, but the Son of Man has nowhere to rest his head.” Father explained that Jesus wanted us to know following Him takes real commitment. It’s not about being comfortable or waiting until everything in life is settled. It’s about trusting Him first, before all else.
Father said it’s easy to say, “I’ll follow You tomorrow, Lord,” but tomorrow never seems to come. We can’t look back at what we’re leaving behind, like someone who starts plowing a field but keeps turning around. The rows would be crooked. To follow Jesus, we must keep our eyes forward, steady on Him, just like Robert keeps his eyes on the gravel road so the truck doesn’t wander.
After Mass, Robert drove us over to the Breakfast Club. The cousins had the griddle hot and ready, and soon our table was filled with fried eggs, thick slices of toast, and steaming coffee with Kalona cream. Mini curled under the table, her ears sharp as if she hoped for a dropped crumb. Hayden came by with a wink, saying the yolks looked like sunshine on a plate, and Caleb refilled our cups. Sister laughed that no one could ever leave the Breakfast Club hungry.
As I buttered my toast, I thought about what it means to give up everything to follow Jesus. I don’t have much, but sometimes I still catch myself worrying over the little things—like missing out on some fun or wishing for more comforts. Sister reminded me gently that those little worries aren’t worth clinging to. When we keep our eyes on Jesus, we never really lose anything at all. Instead, He fills us with more than we could ever imagine. That made me feel light inside.
Evening Prayer
Dear Jesus, thank You for calling me to follow You. Help me not to look back, but to keep my eyes on You, like straight rows in the field. Give me courage to put You first, even when it’s hard. Amen.
Love,
Kathy
