Today is the memorial of St. Scholastica, twin of St. Benedict and foundress of the Benedictine Sisters. As a Benedictine Oblate, it's a feast day for me! Her name means "she who has leisure to devote to study."
Scholastica,
the sister of Saint Benedict, had been consecrated to God from her earliest
years. She was accustomed to visiting her brother once a year. He would come
down to meet her at a place on the monastery
property, not far outside the gate.
One day she came as usual and her saintly brother went
with some of his disciples; they spent the whole day praising God and talking
of sacred things. As night fell they had supper together.
Their spiritual conversation went on and the hour grew
late. The holy nun said to her brother, "Please do not leave me tonight;
let us go on until morning talking about the delights of the spiritual
life."
"Sister," he replied, "What are you
saying? I simply cannot stay outside my cell."
When she heard her brother refuse her request, the
holy woman joined her hands on the table, laid her head on them and began to
pray. As she raised her head from the table, there were such brilliant flashes
of lightning, such great peals of thunder and such a heavy downpour of rain
that neither Benedict nor his brethren could stir across the threshold of the
place where they had been seated. Sadly, he began to complain.
"May God forgive you, sister. What have you
done?"
"Well, she answered, "I asked you and you
would not listen; so I asked my God and he did listen. So now go off, if you
can, leave me and return to your monastery."
So it came about that they stayed awake the whole
night, engrossed in their conversation about the spiritual life.
Three days later, Benedict was in his cell.
Looking up to the sky, he saw his sister's soul leave her body in the form of a
dove, and
fly up to the secret places of heaven. Rejoicing in her great glory, he thanked
almighty God with hymns and words of praise. He then sent his brethren to bring
her body to the monastery
and lay it in the tomb he had prepared for himself.--from Dialogues by Pope Saint Gregory the Great
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