My Morning Prayer Card and a Snowy Day

Dear Diary,

This morning I got up and the cold was already sitting on the windows like it meant to stay. The sky looked heavy and gray, and little bits of snow kept slipping down, quiet as feathers.

Since there was no Church today, it felt extra important to begin right. Father LeRoy had another bout with his nose and he called the service off. Sister Mary Claire says he just has a bad cold, but I still felt sorry, because it’s hard to be the priest when you don’t feel strong.

So I went straight to my bedside table and looked at my morning prayer card—the one I made from one of Sister’s recipe cards. It took me quite a bit of time because I wanted every word to sit just right and look neat, like it belonged there. Sister gave me that old German cutout for the side, and I love it because it feels like something from a long-ago prayer book, like it has already been praying for a hundred years.

After prayers, it was a chicken kind of day. The cold makes everything slower outside, and you have to do things careful so water doesn’t turn to ice before you even set it down. I fed the flock and checked the nests and talked to them like they were little ladies in shawls.

And because it’s so terribly cold, I brought Omelette inside for a while. She didn’t even fuss much—she just settled and blinked like she couldn’t believe the warmth was real. I think she liked being near us, and I liked knowing she was safe from the biting air. The snow kept coming again, soft and steady, and it made the whole farm feel hushed, like God had put a blanket over everything.

Sister said a day like this can still be holy, even without Mass, if we keep offering it. So I tried to do that—one chore at a time—like laying little pieces of kindness at Jesus’ feet.

My Resolution:

Today I will do my chores gently and remember Jesus is close, even when the weather is harsh and plans change.

Evening Prayer:

Sweet Heart of Jesus, keep Father LeRoy feeling better. Please watch our chickens tonight, and keep Omelette warm and safe. Mary, Mother, help me belong to Jesus more each day. Amen.

Love, Kathy.