This morning began with Robert picking us up in his trusty pickup for Holy Mass. Mini claimed her usual spot on my lap, wagging her bottom as if she knew something exciting was ahead. We arrived at church early, so Sister Mary Claire and I had time to read today’s meditation: “He was subject to them” (Luke 2:51). Robert listened quietly as we reflected on the hidden life of Jesus and His loving obedience to Mary and Joseph.
Father LeRoy’s homily felt like it was written just for today’s meditation. He explained how Jesus, though He was God Himself, chose to submit with love and joy to His earthly parents. Father reminded us that Jesus’ hidden life wasn’t filled with grand miracles, but with simple, everyday acts of love and obedience. “By embracing His role in Nazareth,” Father said, “Jesus showed us that even the smallest tasks, done with love, have immense value in God’s eyes.”
He went on to explain that obedience isn’t about losing freedom—it’s about trusting God’s plan and offering our will to Him. He gave examples, like helping with family chores or being kind to others, and how these simple actions can be gifts of love. It made me think about how I can try harder to follow Jesus’ example, especially in the little things.
After Mass, Sister asked Robert to stop at the Breakfast Club. We brought along the chocolate cake she had baked for Caleb’s 23rd birthday. When we walked in, Caleb’s face lit up, and the whole place joined in singing “Happy Birthday.” He looked so happy, even if he tried to act shy about it. Afterward, we all sat down to a delicious breakfast of pancakes topped with soft, over-easy eggs and maple syrup.
Sister Mary Claire surprised us by paying for everyone’s breakfast, including Robert’s. She told him it was a small token of our appreciation for all the rides he’s given us to church and for bringing the firewood. Robert looked a little embarrassed but pleased, and I could tell it meant a lot to him.
Back home, the rest of the day flew by. I wrote a letter to Vreni, telling her all about Mini, Omelette, and Caleb’s birthday. Between writing, gathering eggs three times to keep them from freezing, and keeping the fire going, there was plenty to do. Thankfully, there were no frozen eggs today! Omelette spent most of the day indoors again, clucking happily on her roost by the fire. She’s starting to think this is her home, and honestly, I don’t mind having her around.
As I finished my chores, Father’s words stayed with me. The idea that even the smallest tasks, when done with love, can bring us closer to God is comforting. It reminds me that God sees meaning and beauty in all the little things we do each day.
We ended the day with this prayer:
“O my Jesus, teach me to love obedience, just as You did in Your hidden life. Help me to see You in every small task and offer my heart in all that I do.”
Goodnight, dear diary. Today was a day of blessings, big and small.
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