Dear Diary,
This morning started with the rattle of Robert’s old pickup pulling up the lane. Sister Mary Claire had just finished pinning her veil and I was still tying my shoelaces when Mini barked twice and ran to the door with her bottom wiggling like always. We slid into the seat beside Robert, Mini curled right up on my lap, and we bounced down the gravel road toward St. Mary’s for Holy Mass.
The church bells rang just as we reached the front steps, and Father LeRoy was already lighting the altar candles when we entered. He preached today on the mystery of the Most Blessed Trinity, and it felt like every word soaked into me like warm light. “The Father who made you, the Son who saved you, and the Holy Ghost who lives in you,” he said gently. He told us to remember we were created not just by love, but for love—real love, which gives everything and keeps nothing for itself.
Sister squeezed my hand during the final hymn. I don’t know why, but I felt like crying just a little during the Gloria Patri. I didn’t, but I sang as loud as I could.
On the ride home, Robert said he liked how Father called creation a temple of the Trinity, and Sister told him she once read something like that in the writings of St. Augustine. Robert said, “Well, if the animals can praise God, then so can this old truck,” and we all laughed as a patch of dust flew up behind us.
After lunch, I slipped away with my little prayer book—the one Vreni sent me from Switzerland with the lovely red ribbons—and Mini followed, wagging all the way down the hill. The cave was quiet and cool, the way I love it best. I curled up on John Hathaway’s cot and opened my book. It fell open on its own to Three in One, and I whispered a few lines to the Holy Trinity before my eyes closed just a little. I only meant to rest for a second, but I must’ve napped. When I woke up, Mini was curled under the little desk and the light had turned golden.
We walked slowly back, and Sister was already lighting the lamp in the kitchen. We knelt together before supper and said:
Dear God, Three in One,
Thank You for making us, saving us, and living in our hearts.
Please bless Robert, and Father LeRoy, and all our friends.
Let our little home always be filled with Your peace.
Amen.
Love,
Kathy
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