Fourth Sunday of Lent and Snowed-In

Dear Diary,

This morning the thermometer said 27 degrees, and the wind was howling so hard that the snow was flying sideways past the windows. The blizzard the radio warned about yesterday has truly come. The announcer said the roads are shut, and even Church was canceled for this Fourth Sunday of Lent. That hardly ever happens, but the snow is piling up in great drifts.

Still, all is well at Camp Littlemore Farm.

After chores and making sure the chickens had feed and fresh water in the coop, Sister Mary Claire and I decided we would have a little church right here at home. Sister set the radio on the table, and Mini curled up at our feet like she knew something important was happening.

We listened to Bishop Barron’s homily on the radio. He spoke about the story of the man born blind from the Gospel. Sister explained it to me afterward while the wind rattled the windows.

She said that the man in the story is meant to be all of us. We are born into a world that is sometimes dark because of cruelty and sin. It is like being born without sight. But then Jesus comes and says something wonderful: “I am the light of the world.”

Sister said that means Jesus doesn’t just teach us about light—He actually gives us light, helping us see what is good and true.

I looked out the window then. Everything was white with blowing snow, and it was hard to see very far at all. It made me think how easy it is to lose our way when we cannot see clearly. But if Jesus is the light, then even in a blizzard like today, we are not really lost.

Mini lifted her head when the radio finished and wagged her little bottom. I think she believed church was over.

Tonight the wind is still singing around the house, but inside it feels peaceful. I am thankful that even when the roads close and we cannot reach church, the light of Jesus still reaches us.

Evening Prayer

Dear Jesus,

You are the Light of the World.

Please shine your light into my heart so I may see what is right and good.

Help me never walk in darkness but always follow you.

Bless our little farm, Sister Mary Claire, Mini, and all those traveling in the storm tonight.

Amen.

Love, Kathy