This afternoon, Sister Mary Claire and I spent the sweetest time at the cave with Mini and Shaggycoat. The summer air was warm, and the Indian Creek made its quiet music as we sat near the grotto. Mini and Shaggycoat are becoming fast friends — she followed him all around with her ears perked up and her little nose twitching. He didn’t seem to mind one bit.
Sister read today’s Gospel while I worked on copying a prayer into my notebook:
“The Kingdom of heaven is like a treasure buried in a field, which a person finds and hides again, and out of joy goes and sells all that he has and buys that field… like a merchant searching for fine pearls… who sells all he has to buy one of great price.” (Matthew 13:44–46)
We both got quiet for a while after that. Sister said the Kingdom of Heaven isn’t always shining or far away. Sometimes it’s like this — a quiet place where your heart feels full. I nodded and thought maybe this little cave, and the time we spend here with Mini and prayers and peaceful hearts, is a treasure too.
Dear Jesus,
Help me notice the treasures You hide in ordinary days.
Help me give my heart gladly to the ones that lead me closer to You.
Amen.
Love,
Kathy
No comments:
Post a Comment