Monday, January 20, 2025

Jesus in The Temple


January 20, 1956

Dear Diary,

This frosty Iowa morning, with the thermometer showing a chilly minus 6 degrees, meant Sister Mary Claire and I stayed home from Mass. We didn’t mind too much, though, as it gave us a cozy start to our day, filled with the smell of cinnamon rolls Sister was baking. While waiting for the rolls to rise, we dived into our morning prayers and a meditation that led us into the story of Jesus as a young boy teaching in the temple.

As Sister explained the passage about Jesus being considered lost and then found in the temple, my mind wandered a bit. I pictured Mini there, her little ball in tow, keeping Jesus company among the elders. I smiled at the thought, sure that Jesus would have enjoyed such innocent companionship, and they would have cared deeply for each other. Of course, once Mary and Joseph found Jesus, I’d definitely want my Mini back, wagging her little bottom with joy at our reunion!

Mini and I braved the cold for some quick walks throughout the day, each time hurrying back to the warmth of our house. I also brought Omelette in from the coop to shield her from the cold. She settled comfortably inside and proudly laid a brown egg in her nest by the stove.

As evening approached, Sister Mary Claire, Mini, Omelette, and I gathered by the fireplace, where the wood that Robert brought crackled warmly. We warmed ourselves by the fire and shared our evening prayers, reflecting on the day's lessons. Our prayer tonight felt especially heartfelt:

"Lord, as the night draws near, we thank You for the comfort of our home and the warmth of Your love. Thank You for the thoughtful wood Robert provided, which keeps our home so warm, and for the joy Omelette brings as she proudly contributes to our family. Help us to find You in the quiet moments and in the shared warmth of meals and conversations, just as Mary and Joseph found Jesus in the temple. Protect us through the night, and awaken us with hearts ready to follow Your path. Amen."

Today was a day of warmth, both of the heart and home, dear Diary.

Goodnight, Kathy



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