Dear Diary,
The morning was bitterly cold, and we wrapped ourselves up well before stepping out into the frosty air. Father LeRoy did have Mass, and we were there early—Sister Mary Claire, Robert, and me. The church was quiet except for the occasional creak of the pews and the soft whispers of prayer. Mini was with us today, and she stayed at the back of the church greeting each parishioner with a happy smile and her little wag joining us when the Mass bell sounded. Father LeRoy gave her an approving nod.
I had brought along a meditation from Sister Hilda, which I thought would be good to begin Lent—or even before Lent. It is a letter from her, and I shall copy it here so I do not lose her wise words:
Dear Kathy and Sister Mary Claire,
Lent approaches, and with it, the call to turn our hearts wholly to Our Lord in His Passion. I send you this meditation, not only for Lent but for every season of life.
Our Lord, in His holy suffering, did not count the cost—He embraced it. Even before the first blow fell, He saw it all before Him, and still, He chose it. This is love: not to seek for oneself rest and joy, but to give all for another. Never let a single moment pass without remembering that His suffering was for you.
Ask yourself, my dear children, do you count the cost too much? Do you shrink from difficulties in His service? Do you offer yourself without reserve, or do you make small hesitations and excuses? Today is the day to begin again, with love, with courage, with perseverance.
May this meditation enkindle and nourish in you a will that is firm and well-ordered, seeking God’s pleasure in all things. Whether sweet or bitter, may you praise and love Him. Do not be frightened by hardships but press on, steadfast and joyful.
I send you both my prayers and blessing,
Sister Hilda
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