Dear Diary,
This early morning Sister Mary Claire and I stayed tucked in bed a little longer with Mini curled in close, and we read today’s meditation together. It was about Jesus hanging on the Cross while people mocked Him and said cruel things, and yet He still prayed, “Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do.” The meditation says He bore not only terrible pain, but also ridicule and contempt, and that He answered it all with silence, mercy, and love. It also says we should learn from Him to be humble, to bear little hurts quietly, and to excuse the faults of others instead of making them bigger.
I thought how hard that must have been for Jesus, because mean words can hurt so much even when they are small, and His suffering was so much greater than anything I have ever known. Sister said that when Jesus prayed for His enemies, He was showing us His Heart right in the middle of pain. That made me feel very quiet inside. Mini had her little nose tucked near the blanket, and somehow the whole bed felt like a tiny chapel while the morning light was just beginning.
I want to remember that my own little pride can make me touchy and quick to feel hurt. But Jesus, who was treated so terribly, did not strike back. He loved. He forgave. He even made excuses for those who did not understand what they were doing. I think that is such a beautiful and sorrowful thing. I would like to be softer today, and not so ready to mind every little thing.
Morning Prayer
Dear Jesus, when I begin to feel hurt or proud, please help me remember You on the Cross. Teach me to be humble, quiet, and kind. Give me a heart that does not hold onto little grievances, but forgives with love. Let me stay close to You and learn from Your patience. And please bless Sister Mary Claire, little Mini, and our whole day from the very start. Amen.
I thought how hard that must have been for Jesus, because mean words can hurt so much even when they are small, and His suffering was so much greater than anything I have ever known. Sister said that when Jesus prayed for His enemies, He was showing us His Heart right in the middle of pain. That made me feel very quiet inside. Mini had her little nose tucked near the blanket, and somehow the whole bed felt like a tiny chapel while the morning light was just beginning.
I want to remember that my own little pride can make me touchy and quick to feel hurt. But Jesus, who was treated so terribly, did not strike back. He loved. He forgave. He even made excuses for those who did not understand what they were doing. I think that is such a beautiful and sorrowful thing. I would like to be softer today, and not so ready to mind every little thing.
Morning Prayer
Dear Jesus, when I begin to feel hurt or proud, please help me remember You on the Cross. Teach me to be humble, quiet, and kind. Give me a heart that does not hold onto little grievances, but forgives with love. Let me stay close to You and learn from Your patience. And please bless Sister Mary Claire, little Mini, and our whole day from the very start. Amen.
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