Sr. Christina M. Neumann
Riding back to Grand Forks yesterday afternoon, I put my vocal chords to work in effort to help Sr. Jean Louise with her driving. After a busy day at school, she was getting a bit sleepy; singing songs together was a way to help her keep awake. Along with “I’ve Been Working on the Railroad” and “Amazing Grace,” “Now Thank We All Our God” was an additional piece we chose in this safety endeavor.
This song of gratitude was very fitting for me after four days’ vacation spent with our Sisters in Rugby, ND. I had ridden home with them after Labor Day weekend and was catching a ride back now with Sr. Jean Louise, who had to return to Grand Forks anyway this weekend for a board meeting.
Yesterday morning, as I spent my daily meditation time in the small, intimate chapel at Little Flower Convent in Rugby, I found my mind repeatedly returning to thoughts of gratitude. Although it wasn’t the passage I had selected for the morning’s reflection, my mind went to the gospel account of the ten lepers who were cleansed when only one returned to give thanks. Like this man long ago, I had so much to be thankful for.
Foremost in my mind was this beautiful time I had enjoyed with our Sisters. Along with having a much-needed get-away and enjoying some extra R&R, I had been able also to help out with some of the fall work at their convent, including making a pot of chili with some of the plentiful tomatoes. I sometimes enjoy cooking and baking and this was a chance to make have a little fun in the kitchen.
In the course of my stay there, I did get moist eyes, though not from emotions of gratitude. This was because I was helping make a dish akin to salsa by dicing onions; they were quite potent, and by the time I was finished, my left eye was sealed shut from moisture.