This morning Sister and I woke up to a world all white and soft, the snowflakes coming down like tiny feathers shaken from Heaven. It was only 23 degrees outside, and Robert said the roads were too slippery for his pickup, so Sister decided we would stay home from Mass and say our prayers right here in our warm little house.
Mini curled up by the stove, and Sister read aloud the meditation for Thursday. I held my little blanket around my shoulders and tried to picture the Angel Gabriel standing in the quiet room at Nazareth, with Mary looking so humble and gentle.
What touched my heart the most was how Mary got troubled—not because she was scared of the angel, but because she was so humble she couldn’t imagine being praised like that. Sister said that real holiness never looks at itself, and that made me think. Sometimes I feel proud over small things, like finishing my chores early or making Sister smile. Mary shows a better way—thinking more about God than about ourselves.
The angel said, “Fear not, Mary, for thou hast found grace with God.”
I liked that part best. Sister says when a thought gives peace, it is from God, and when a thought makes me jittery or fretful, it is not from Him. So today I want to hold onto Mary’s peace, like a warm mitten in the cold.
Before we closed our prayer book, I looked at Sister’s face in the lamplight. She loves these meditations so much, and I love learning them with her. Even though we missed Mass, I felt close to God just the same.
My Resolution:
Today I will try to speak softly and kindly, and not use too many words. Just simple ones that make peace.
Love,
Kathy
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