The Gospel reading today from Luke 21:5-11 felt especially fitting as we prepared for the snowstorm ahead. Jesus spoke of mighty signs and changes, reminding us to trust in God’s plan through uncertainty. On a smaller scale, our day echoed that—filled with unexpected challenges but ending in peace.
Tom’s pickup truck was a blessing as Sister Mary Claire and I ventured out to Church and then into Des Moines. We stocked up on supplies, mindful of the forecast, and even captured a photo of the snowy streets when we arrived in town. It was a reminder of how beautiful winter can be, even in its harshness. Mini, ever the adventurer, seemed delighted by all the commotion. I could tell she thought today was something special.
Back home, the driveway was so snowed over that we parked the truck at the end and carried the groceries by hand. Sister Mary Claire and I worked quickly to fetch my brown hen and her nesting box, ensuring she’d be warm and safe. Chores finished, we delivered Tom and Judy’s supplies to the big house, grateful for their kindness in sharing the truck.
Now the house is quiet, except for the soft crackle of the fire and the sound of Mini’s sleepy sighs from under the bed. Sister Mary Claire is already writing in her notebook, and I feel the day settling peacefully into my heart.
Dear Lord,
Thank You for guiding us safely through the snow today. Thank You for Tom’s truck, the groceries, and the warmth of our little home. In this cold season, help us to remember that You are our shelter in all storms, just as You care for every sparrow and hen. Bless Mini as she sleeps, Sister Mary Claire as she writes, and the kind hearts of those who help us along the way. May we continue to find Your love in every snowy challenge and every moment of peace.
Amen.
Goodnight, Diary.
Kathy
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