Dear Diary,
I woke up with a bit of a stomach ache this morning, so Sister Mary Claire thought it was best if I stayed home and rested while she went to Holy Mass. I think I must have eaten too much of the ice cream we made in the old White Mountain freezer yesterday. Maybe it was turning the crank that wore me out, or maybe it was sneaking too many little spoonfuls. It sure tasted good, but I sure didn’t feel so good this morning.
While Sister was away at church, Mini stayed with me the whole time. She curled up right next to my bed and never left my side, not even once. I think she knew I wasn’t feeling well. She’s such a good little dog—always watching, always knowing just what to do. Her warm little body pressed against my leg made me feel comforted, like she was saying, “I’m here.”
Sister Mary Claire came back just before noon, and after she checked on me and gave Mini a little scratch behind the ears, she pulled a chair up beside my bed and read today’s Easter Monday meditation out loud. It was all about Jesus appearing to the two disciples on the road to Emmaus. They were walking along so sad and troubled, trying to make sense of all the awful things that had just happened, and Jesus came right up beside them—but they didn’t know it was Him.
Sister said Father LeRoy spoke about that in his homily. He said that we can be just like those disciples, not seeing Jesus when He’s right there beside us, especially when we’re feeling down or afraid. But He listens, and He stays with us until we’re ready to know Him again. That part made me feel warm inside, because maybe that’s how He is with me, too.
The meditation said, “Jesus takes pleasure in the humble avowal of our faults and weaknesses,” and Sister said she underlined that part in her book. I liked it, too. It means I can talk to Him about anything—even my silly stomachache or how I always want one more bite of dessert.
I had a little banana and oatmeal for lunch, just enough, and I put a spoonful of brown sugar on top. That tasted really good. I didn’t do much after that except nap. Mini stayed close the whole afternoon, never more than a few feet away. She really is the best dog in the world.
Now it’s evening, and Sister just helped me get tucked in. She sang Immaculate Mary while folding the laundry, and the whole house feels quiet and gentle. I’m already sleepy again.
Dear Jesus,
Thank You for walking with me today, even when I didn’t feel well. Help me remember You are always near, even when I don’t see You. Like the disciples, let my heart burn with love when I hear Your voice. Amen.
Love,
Kathy
I woke up with a bit of a stomach ache this morning, so Sister Mary Claire thought it was best if I stayed home and rested while she went to Holy Mass. I think I must have eaten too much of the ice cream we made in the old White Mountain freezer yesterday. Maybe it was turning the crank that wore me out, or maybe it was sneaking too many little spoonfuls. It sure tasted good, but I sure didn’t feel so good this morning.
While Sister was away at church, Mini stayed with me the whole time. She curled up right next to my bed and never left my side, not even once. I think she knew I wasn’t feeling well. She’s such a good little dog—always watching, always knowing just what to do. Her warm little body pressed against my leg made me feel comforted, like she was saying, “I’m here.”
Sister Mary Claire came back just before noon, and after she checked on me and gave Mini a little scratch behind the ears, she pulled a chair up beside my bed and read today’s Easter Monday meditation out loud. It was all about Jesus appearing to the two disciples on the road to Emmaus. They were walking along so sad and troubled, trying to make sense of all the awful things that had just happened, and Jesus came right up beside them—but they didn’t know it was Him.
Sister said Father LeRoy spoke about that in his homily. He said that we can be just like those disciples, not seeing Jesus when He’s right there beside us, especially when we’re feeling down or afraid. But He listens, and He stays with us until we’re ready to know Him again. That part made me feel warm inside, because maybe that’s how He is with me, too.
The meditation said, “Jesus takes pleasure in the humble avowal of our faults and weaknesses,” and Sister said she underlined that part in her book. I liked it, too. It means I can talk to Him about anything—even my silly stomachache or how I always want one more bite of dessert.
I had a little banana and oatmeal for lunch, just enough, and I put a spoonful of brown sugar on top. That tasted really good. I didn’t do much after that except nap. Mini stayed close the whole afternoon, never more than a few feet away. She really is the best dog in the world.
Now it’s evening, and Sister just helped me get tucked in. She sang Immaculate Mary while folding the laundry, and the whole house feels quiet and gentle. I’m already sleepy again.
Dear Jesus,
Thank You for walking with me today, even when I didn’t feel well. Help me remember You are always near, even when I don’t see You. Like the disciples, let my heart burn with love when I hear Your voice. Amen.
Love,
Kathy
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