Dear Diary,
All was quiet outside this morning. The wind had finally stopped, but the cold still held firm. Looking out the window, I saw the snow had buried everything so deep that I had to scoop a path just to reach the chicken house. Mini hopped alongside me through the drifts while Omelette stayed warm inside, perched by the stove.
Robert called after breakfast to say he would bring his tractor and snow scoop to clear a path to the road once the county snow plow went by. It felt strange being completely snowed in, knowing that Father LeRoy had canceled Mass and wouldn’t be having services for a bit longer.
After breakfast, Sister took Sister Hilda's next meditation from her box. It was about the moment Jesus’ enemies decided to kill Him. Their hatred had been growing for a long time, but it was Judas’ betrayal that finally set their plan in motion. He followed Jesus like a friend but secretly plotted against Him. Jesus knew this and still loved him, enduring not just physical suffering but the pain of a false friend. Sister said even today, people turn away from Jesus in small ways—choosing selfishness over Him, just as Judas did.
I thought about how easy it is to stay close to Jesus when everything is warm and comfortable—when Mass is open and the days feel light. But in hard times, when we feel cold or tired, it takes more effort not to drift away. Maybe Judas started out just weary of the journey, and little by little, his heart turned cold.
Even with all these heavy thoughts, Mini and Omelette gave us something to smile about. Mini rolled her ball toward Omelette with her nose, and Omelette kicked it back with her foot!—who would have thought a dog and a chicken could be friends?
Tonight, we will pray Sister Hilda's prayer by the fire, keeping the warmth of Jesus close, even as the snow stays piled high around us.
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