Today was +6 degrees, the kind of cold that makes your eyelashes feel like they’re thinking about turning to ice. Robert was right on time, and Mini did her usual welcome—spinning and hopping like Robert had just come home from battle and we were all a marching band just for him.
At Mass, Father LeRoy gave such a good homily and folded the meditation right into it. He talked about how the disciples heard Jesus, but still didn’t always understand where He was going—because the Cross is hard to understand when you’re only thinking with your “comfortable” mind. Then Father said the most important thing is that Jesus doesn’t just show the way—He is the Way, the Truth, and the Life, and we don’t get to the Father without following Him.
On the ride home, I kept thinking about how easy it is to know the right thing and still forget it the minute something pokes my pride or makes me tired. I don’t want to drift off the straight path by doing my duties halfway or skipping prayer when I feel “fine.” So today I’m choosing one simple thing: to follow Jesus in humility, especially in the tiny moments when nobody claps and nobody notices.
Tonight, I’m going to bed asking Jesus to keep my heart clear and honest—no pretending, no excuses—just following Him, one step at a time.
Evening Prayer:
O Jesus, my Way, my Truth, and my Life, take my hand and don’t let me wander. Help me love the small duties, do them with a happy heart, and keep my eyes on Heaven. Bless Sister Mary Claire, bless Robert for his kindness, and bless little Mini too. Amen.
Love, Kathy
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