This Monday has been a peaceful one, though my thoughts have been busy ever since Father Leroy’s homily this morning. He preached on the gospel from St. Luke, chapter 12, about the rich man who stored up all his treasures for himself, thinking he would be secure and happy. But God called him a fool, for that very night, his life would be taken from him. Father Leroy reminded us that we should not store up treasures on earth where they can be taken away, but instead focus on the treasures that will last forever—faith, love, and our trust in God. He said how foolish we become when we live as though we have all the time in the world, putting off the things that matter most. It made me think, even at my age, how much I hold on to things that won’t last. It’s not easy to see that sometimes, but I prayed for wisdom to understand it more.
As I sit here writing, I’m thinking of Vreni. It’s strange how time works, knowing she’s already fast asleep, maybe dreaming, while it’s still Monday for me. I wonder if she’s thought about me today, the same way I’ve thought about her. I can’t wait to send her my first letter, but I’ll have to wait for tomorrow to do that. The thought of using those lovely airmail envelopes makes me smile.
Mini is already sound asleep on her side, her little paws twitching like she’s chasing something in her dreams. And Sister Mary Claire—well, she fell into slumberland ages ago, long before I even thought about turning out the light.
Before I say goodnight, here’s my little prayer for the day:
O Lord,
Thank You for the blessings of today,
for the love and joy that fill my life,
and for the gentle reminders of Your truth.
Help me store up treasures in heaven,
where neither moth nor rust can destroy.
Grant me the wisdom to see what truly matters
and the grace to live each day for You.
Keep Vreni safe as she rests,
and watch over all my loved ones as they sleep.
Amen.
Goodnight, dear diary.
With love,
Kathy
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