
The strawberries are doing great - too bad we may not get to eat any of them! At least the rabbits will get fat!

This is a "before" picture - you can almost see the snow carpet beginning to creep.

The blossoms on the fairy roses are bigger than I remember from last year. Aren't they beautiful? It's awesome to think that this little bush was a tiny potted plant last year that Lee bought me. I didn't expect it to last.
St. Theresa's has a Perpetual Adoration chapel - a place where you can go spend time with Jesus anytime of the day or night. I have wanted to visit it since I first started going to St. Theresa's almost a year ago. But I couldn't get up the courage to go - doing something the first time always scares me. Just like the first time I went to Mass, I had to work up to it. I have spent the last week walking or biking down to where I thought the chapel was. There's a beautiful garden outside, with a memorial stone for the innocent victims of abortion, a statue of Our Lady of Grace, and of St. Theresa, of course. Last week I rode my bike and sat down in the garden, just being quiet and knowing that Jesus was near me - in a special way. On Memorial Day, I walked down in the rain and stood outside the door for half an hour. Then yesterday I rode my bike down early in the morning. School was just getting started, so the parking lot was crowded and I didn't want to park my bike. Too many witnesses! :) So I drove away, intending to go home. But I didn't want to get home. So I looped around the neighborhood, prayed, and drove back. Sure enough, the morning rush was completely gone - school was already in session. So I pushed open the doors and went in.

The chapel is beautiful and almost completely silent. I spent half an hour praying. I listened to God for awhile - yes, he talked to me, of course, 'cause He likes me :) He told me that he is the source of silence that I have been looking for and that if I spend time with Him, I will have the resource to be a better listener to Lee and have more energy for my kids and house. I am refreshed.
1 comment:
Rachel,
Isn't it peaceful? One of the best *penances* I received from the priest during confession was to make a Holy Hour. I'd never made one before that.
It was such a blessing to me that I made a Holy Hour each week for almost 2 years. I miss it terribly and know it's something I need to do for myself and for my relationship with God. I miss that time that I was able to spend alone with Jesus.
I'm glad God gave you courage and peace.
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