Sunday, March 24, 2024

Dear Diary

 
Dear Diary,

Monday, March 25th, unfurled gently, like the first whispers of spring breathing through the farm. Sister Mary Claire and I embraced the tranquility of our home, lingering in our special place, the Inner Court wagon—a haven of quilts and quiet prayers. Mini, our sprightly Corgi, nestled beside us, her eyes half-closed in contented slumber.

Today was steeped in stillness and reflection. With Easter’s promise on the horizon, our hearts turned to a solemn prayer, a golden thread weaving through the fabric of our day. We pondered deeply the words from our Inner Court Prayer Book, an act of oblation to the Sacred Heart:

"O Lord Jesus Christ, in union with that divine intention with which Thou didst on earth offer praises to God through Thy Sacred Heart, and dost now continue to offer them in all places in the Sacrament of the Eucharist" and wilt so do to the end of the world, I most willingly offer Thee, throughout this entire day, without the smallest exception, all my intentions and thoughts, all my affections and desires, all my words and actions, that they may be conformed to the most Sacred Heart of the blessed Virgin Mary ever immaculate.

Each phrase was a petal unfurling, revealing the profound beauty of a life offered in service and love.

Evening found us in the warm company of Tom and Judy. Laughter danced around the kitchen as Judy's hands worked their magic, crafting a peach pie that spoke of summer's kiss. Topped with a lavish dollop of heavy, whipping cream, it was a sweet prelude to dreams.

Good night, dear diary. The day concludes, but its echoes linger in the heart, a melody of peace and simple joys as life renews itself around us. Spring is truly here, in the earth, in the sky, and in our spirits.

With love and a heart full of today’s blessings, Kathy



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