Robert's Promise

 

Dear Diary,

This morning the air was cool, just 63 degrees, and Robert picked us up in his truck for Holy Mass. Sister, Mini, and I climbed in, and Mini curled up at my feet as we rode along the gravel road.

At Church, Father LeRoy read from the holy Gospel according to Luke. Jesus spoke of Chorazin and Bethsaida and how they had not turned their hearts to God, even after mighty deeds. Father explained that when we hear the Word and see God’s goodness, but turn away, we risk losing the greatest gift of all—our closeness to Him. He said we are blessed here at St. Mary’s, for even in our small church we hear His Word each day, and that is something we must never take for granted.

On the ride home, Sister said that the Gospel teaches us to listen with our hearts. Robert nodded and added that he sometimes feels God speaking through the land and the chores, and it’s up to him to answer by living rightly. His words stayed with me as the truck rumbled along the gravel road.

At the end of the driveway, Robert let us out and promised to bring a little firewood over next time. I thought of Father’s homily and how listening to God means answering with love. Robert’s promise seemed like just that—hearing God in his heart and answering with kindness toward us.

Evening Prayer

Dear Jesus,

Help me to always listen with my heart when You speak.
Let me never turn away from Your Word, but treasure it as the greatest gift.

Keep our home in Your peace tonight.

Love,

Kathy