Sunday, February 18, 2024

First Sunday of Lent

As the train chugged away from Sioux City, Sister Mary Claire glanced at Little Kathy, her joyful eyes magnifying the beauty of the world through her round glasses. Mini, the corgi, sat loyally by their side, occasionally puffing misty breaths onto the window, curious about the wintry scene outside.

The train's rhythmic clatter seemed to whisper stories, and Sister Mary Claire took it as a cue to revisit the day's Gospel reading with Kathy. "The Spirit led Jesus into the desert," she began, gently explaining the significance of faith and resilience. Kathy listened, enthralled, her mind weaving the desert sands with the snowflakes that danced outside.

As they spoke of Jesus' time in the wilderness, the barren countryside seemed to echo the desolation yet peace of the desert. Sister Mary Claire shared that, just like Jesus found strength in his trials, they too could find joy in every journey, no matter how stark or challenging the path seemed.

Mini, sensing the solemnity, settled her head onto Kathy's lap, offering comfort and warmth. She watched Kathy, as she pondered the message of repentance and belief, her heart alight with the understanding that the kingdom of God truly was at hand, within and all around them, even in the depths of winter's embrace.

The train carried them forward, not just toward Omaha, but toward a deeper kinship with each other, with creation, and with the divine mysteries they contemplated together. In the simplicity of their journey and the complexity of their reflections, they found an unspoken joy, and the world outside whispered back its snowy amen.
 

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