Jogging in the dark this morning, all was quiet in the empty Port Augusta streets. I was heading towards the train repair factory (at least that’s what I think it is), which usually starts getting alive about 5am. This morning, however, there were no vehicles around yet. But one walking figure was heading there. I could barely make him out, but he was ambling with his protective uniform ahead of me. He was on the other side of the road and started to cross it, knowing that he would clearly hear any car that passed at this hour. But he instinctually looked back and noticed me jogging his way. I could almost read the though process going through his mind: “I can’t make her out well, but it looks like a she and she’s on a mission. I might look dangerous to her. Better not startle the wee thing.” So he paused and went back to his side of the road until I passed…

Yesterday one old parishioner said he had something for me and the Sisters and I dropped around to pick it up (some fruit cake). But I happened on him at the most interesting activity. He was making and repairing sets of rosary beads. He had a desk, a lamp (though his eyesight is getting poor) and tools (though his hands are getting shaky). And lots of beads picked up from various places, wires and catalogues. He proudly showed me his craft and explained that he was preparing them to send to Tanzania with one of our priests who is returning there. He also told me about ‘The Red Suitcase’ – a chance idea of his to send clothing that has multiplied into multiple suitcases and a project to get them there. I was blown away by the thoughtfulness, creativity and generosity of this dedicated soul…

Just a few minutes ago, I read the obituary of one of our recently deceased Sisters. I never knew her, but she was obviously a quiet achiever. Committed to primary teaching, boarding supervising and visitation of the lonely and sick, she made a big impact on so many lives. I was struck by her humble perseverence and marvelous deeds that few knew the extent of…

Small events in 24 hours, but all linked. With quiet acts of faithfulness, God’s grace is revealed moment by moment in our lives.

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