Today was special, as always, with Sister Mary Claire by my side. After coming home from Church we nestled into the old, comforting cushions of the inner court prayer wagon, our little sanctuary on wheels. The glow from the TV painted flickers of light on our faces as we watched Bishop Robert Barron deliver the Sunday sermon. His words, so vivid and compelling, spoke of Christ not as a distant figure but as a living force within us. "Jesus is the vine, and we are the branches," he said, a reminder that we’re intimately connected to Him.
The Bishop spoke of pruning, a concept that struck a chord with me. He said the Father, the gardener, would cut away all within us that prevents the life of Christ from flourishing. It's a thought that's both daunting and hopeful, Diary. To think that our imperfections and failings could be trimmed away, leaving us more capable of bearing good fruit.
As night falls and the day ends here in the prayer wagon, the silence envelops us. I look over to Sister Mary Claire, her face serene in prayer, and I feel the peace of this place. I whisper my own little prayer, "Lord, let your loving correction guide us, and help us to grow through your wise pruning. Amen."
Goodnight, Dear Diary, until tomorrow.
Kathy
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