“Jesus is Waiting”

Dear Diary,

Sunday Evening

“Jesus is Waiting”

It was a warm, hazy kind of afternoon, and the sun was starting to slip behind the big maples as Mini and I set off down the old farm path toward the cave. The path isn’t like a regular road—it was worn down long ago by the hooves of cows walking back and forth to the dairy that used to be at Littlemore Farm. You can almost hear their soft, steady bell-clinking if you close your eyes and listen to the wind. Now it’s just me and Mini walking that same path, which feels sort of special, like we’re part of something old and remembered.

Mini trotted beside me, sniffing everything in sight, her tail-less bottom wiggling the whole time. She darted ahead now and then, ears flopping, but always turned back to check on me. I think she knows that walk as well as I do now—and maybe she feels the sacredness of where we’re going.

Sister Mary Claire read me the meditation this morning. It said how Jesus waits for us in the tabernacle—not just sometimes, but always. He doesn’t get tired or impatient. He’s not just waiting the way people wait for a train or a letter. He longs for us. That word stuck with me. Longs. Like how you miss someone so much your heart hurts.

When we got to the cave, everything was quiet and still except for the soft bubbling of the little stream near the grotto. I said hello to Our Lady and then sat on the cool stone with my legs tucked under. Mini nestled right up next to me, her chin on my knee like she didn’t want to be anywhere else.

I just sat there in silence, thinking about how Jesus is really there—thinking of me, loving me, waiting for me. Even when I forget Him or get busy feeding the chickens or playing with Mini. Even then. He still longs for me. And today, I came.

We stayed until the shadows started to stretch and the evening air felt like a soft blanket. Mini gave a little yawn and stood up, and I knew it was time to head home.

Evening Prayer:

Dear Jesus,

Thank You for waiting for me in the quiet cave. Thank You for loving me so much, even when I forget to come. I want to visit You more and listen when You speak to my heart. Please bless Mini and everyone I love tonight.

Love, Kathy