The morning began cool and gray, with the fields wrapped in fog and a few golden leaves sticking to the wet grass. Robert’s pickup came slowly down the road, tires crunching on the gravel, and he waved for us to hop in. Mini dashed ahead, her paws splashing through little puddles. Sister Mary Claire and I climbed into the cab, and the three of us rode together to St. Mary’s.
At Mass, Father LeRoy read the Gospel where Jesus sent out seventy-two disciples in pairs to preach and bring peace to the towns He would visit. Father said that Jesus wanted them to trust completely in God—to travel light, without extra things, and to greet each person with peace. He explained that when Jesus said, “Peace to this household,” He meant more than a friendly hello. He meant bringing the calm of Heaven wherever they went. “When we truly carry Christ inside,” Father said, “we don’t just talk about peace—we bring it with us.” I liked that very much. It made me think about how even small kindnesses can spread God’s peace.
Later this afternoon, Sister Mary Claire and I walked down to Bernadette’s Spring. The fog had lifted, and the water ran clear and bright toward Indian Creek. We sat on the mossy bank while Mini chased a leaf floating in the stream. I listened to the bubbling of the spring and thought about what Father said—that Jesus wants us to bring peace wherever we go. The spring seemed to be doing that all by itself, spreading its calm water through the meadow and into the creek, just as His peace flows from one heart to another.
Evening Prayer:
Dear Jesus, help me to be like one of Your little messengers, bringing peace wherever I go. Let my heart be as steady as the spring and as gentle as Your love. Thank You for Sister Mary Claire, for Mini, and for the quiet gift of this day.
Amen.
Love, Kathy
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