At breakfast, I pulled a folded slip of paper from my pocket and showed Sister Mary Claire the quotation I had written down from Father LeRoy’s homily:
“O Jesus, my Love, at last I have found my vocation. My vocation is to love. In the heart of my Mother the Church, I will be the Love.”
Mini lay quietly near my chair, listening in her own way.
“I love how it sounds,” I told Sister, “but I don’t quite understand it.”
Sister read it slowly and said, “St. Thérèse is telling Jesus she finally understands what God made her for. Not something loud or grand — but love.”
She explained, “The Church is like a living body. Some people are like hands that help, feet that go, voices that teach. But the heart is hidden, and it keeps everything alive. Thérèse wanted to be that heart — praying, loving, doing little duties with great love — so warmth could reach the whole Church.”
“So my vocation can be love too?” I asked.
Sister smiled. “Yes, Kathy. Love in ordinary things is never small.”
Evening Prayer
O Jesus, my Love,
Teach me to love You in small, faithful ways.
Make my heart gentle and steady,
And let my love bring warmth to Your Church.
Bless Sister Mary Claire, Father LeRoy, and Mini tonight.
Keep us close to You.
Amen.
Love,
Kathy
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