Dear Diary,
The room was still and dim when I heard the little click of Sister Mary Claire’s lamp and the soft rustle of pages. I hadn’t opened my eyes yet, but I could feel the morning starting all around us. Sister must’ve thought I was still asleep, because she began to read in that quiet, almost-whisper voice she uses sometimes, especially when the world is still tucked in.
“O my Jesus,” she began, “when shall perfect love of Thee fill my heart?”
The words floated across the room like something soft and warm. She kept going, something about our earthly ways holding us back, and asking the Holy Ghost to shine His light into the weak parts of our hearts. I wanted her to know I was listening, so I slid my hand out from under the quilt and gave her pajama sleeve the tiniest little nudge.
She smiled down at me and whispered, “Good morning, sweet girl,” then kept reading without missing a beat.
She read: “Come, O Holy Ghost… Give me courage and strength to vanquish self.” That part stayed in my heart like a little bell. I want to be brave like that—to clean out the clutter inside and be guided only by God.
Later, Mini and I went down to the cave. It was peaceful as always. The light filtered in through the crack above, and Mini curled up near me while I sat with my notebook and thought about how I wanted my heart to feel like this place—quiet, clean, and ready for something holy.
Dear Holy Ghost, I want to give You my whole heart. Please help me sweep out everything that doesn’t belong. Make me strong and brave enough to love Jesus more than anything. Stay close to me, even when I forget. I want to be guided by You always. Amen.
Love,
Kathy
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