Dear Diary
Sister Mary Claire and I sat together on the big rock by Indian Creek this morning. The water was slipping past with that soft sound it makes when it moves around the stones. Mini curled up near our feet, perfectly still like she always is when Sister starts reading.
Sister brought her Roman Missal and read the Gospel out loud to me. It was from Saint John, Chapter 11. The part about Martha and Mary and their brother Lazarus. Jesus was coming to them after Lazarus had died:
“Lord, if you had been here, my brother would not have died. But even now I know that whatever you ask of God, God will give you.”
Jesus said to her, “Your brother will rise.”
Martha said, “I know he will rise, in the resurrection on the last day.”
Jesus said to her, “I am the resurrection and the life; whoever believes in me, even if he dies, will live, and anyone who lives and believes in me will never die. Do you believe this?”
She said, “Yes, Lord. I have come to believe that you are the Christ, the Son of God, the one who is coming into the world.”
Sister paused after that and looked at me. She asked, “And do you believe this, little one?” I nodded and said, “Yes, Sister. I really do.”
We didn’t talk much after that. Just sat there and listened to the water move, and it felt like the whole world was holding its breath—believing right along with us.
Love,
Kathy
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