September 3, 1955
Dear Diary,
Today was one of those crisp and windy mornings that made me wish I had bundled up more for our walk to church. The wind had a bit of a bite to it, and I found myself wishing for a stocking cap and a cozy sweater. Mini, on the other hand, was perfectly content with her fur coat, trotting along beside us with her usual enthusiasm. Sister Mary Claire was, of course, right there with us, her habit billowing slightly in the breeze as we made our way to St. Mary's.
Father LeRoy's homily today was quite inspiring. Reflecting on the Gospel from Luke, he spoke about the authority of Jesus and how even the demons recognized His power. Father shared a story about a young boy in the town who had been struggling with fears and doubts. With a simple prayer, the boy found peace, much like the man in the Gospel who was freed from the unclean spirit. Father reminded us that we, too, can find strength and peace in the authority of Jesus, especially when we are faced with challenges that seem too great to handle on our own.
After Mass, Father invited everyone to the Breakfast Club for a special birthday celebration. The Breakfast Club was buzzing with excitement, and we all had such a wonderful time. Cheryl was beaming as we sang "Happy Birthday," and the homemade cake Sister Mary Claire and I had helped bake was a hit.
The evening was quiet and peaceful, spent in the prayer wagon. Sister Mary Claire and I wrote a special evening prayer to close out the day:
"Dear Lord, we thank You for the gift of this day and for the crisp air that reminds us of the changing seasons. We are grateful for the warmth of community, the guidance of Your Word, and the joy of shared celebrations. We lift up Cheryl on her birthday, asking You to bless her in the year ahead. May she feel Your love and presence in every step she takes. As we lay down to rest, fill our hearts with peace, and our minds with Your wisdom. Keep us safe through the night, and guide us in the light of Your love. Amen."
It was a day full of blessings, and now, as I drift off to sleep, I feel a deep sense of gratitude for all that God has provided.
Goodnight, dear diary.
With love, Kathy
Today was one of those crisp and windy mornings that made me wish I had bundled up more for our walk to church. The wind had a bit of a bite to it, and I found myself wishing for a stocking cap and a cozy sweater. Mini, on the other hand, was perfectly content with her fur coat, trotting along beside us with her usual enthusiasm. Sister Mary Claire was, of course, right there with us, her habit billowing slightly in the breeze as we made our way to St. Mary's.
Father LeRoy's homily today was quite inspiring. Reflecting on the Gospel from Luke, he spoke about the authority of Jesus and how even the demons recognized His power. Father shared a story about a young boy in the town who had been struggling with fears and doubts. With a simple prayer, the boy found peace, much like the man in the Gospel who was freed from the unclean spirit. Father reminded us that we, too, can find strength and peace in the authority of Jesus, especially when we are faced with challenges that seem too great to handle on our own.
After Mass, Father invited everyone to the Breakfast Club for a special birthday celebration. The Breakfast Club was buzzing with excitement, and we all had such a wonderful time. Cheryl was beaming as we sang "Happy Birthday," and the homemade cake Sister Mary Claire and I had helped bake was a hit.
The evening was quiet and peaceful, spent in the prayer wagon. Sister Mary Claire and I wrote a special evening prayer to close out the day:
"Dear Lord, we thank You for the gift of this day and for the crisp air that reminds us of the changing seasons. We are grateful for the warmth of community, the guidance of Your Word, and the joy of shared celebrations. We lift up Cheryl on her birthday, asking You to bless her in the year ahead. May she feel Your love and presence in every step she takes. As we lay down to rest, fill our hearts with peace, and our minds with Your wisdom. Keep us safe through the night, and guide us in the light of Your love. Amen."
It was a day full of blessings, and now, as I drift off to sleep, I feel a deep sense of gratitude for all that God has provided.
Goodnight, dear diary.
With love, Kathy
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