Faith's Warmth on a Bitterly Cold Day
Monday, January 7, 1956 Dear Diary, This morning felt even colder than yesterday, if that’s possible. The radio said it feels like ten bel...
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As the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the Iowa sky in shades of orange and pink, Sister Mary Claire navigated her car along the wind... -
In the snug embrace of Sister Mary Claire's little trailer, the soft hum of shared silence filled the space—a sanctuary on wheels adorne... -
Dear Diary, This Monday has been a peaceful one, though my thoughts have been busy ever since Father Leroy’s homily this morning. He preache...
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