How many pillars stand tall in your life?
How many wisdom figures are allowed to enter into the door of your mind?
How sighted are those who view honestly the souls of everyone they meet?
Of the pillars that have been allowed to be constructed in the monastic life she is but one of them.
She stood tall and humble, hungry and never quite full to know the truth of every other 'you'...
She knew and understood more in her life than any millions of potential scholars to come.
How God did smile on us with the life of her, this Benedictine pillar! She who lived her life fuller than one has a right too, nonetheless, live she did and how she wanted that for every living thing she encountered.
She challenged, she endured. She was complete. She defined all that is considered good.
She laughed, she taught, she cried, she grew tired but expressed energy beyond her years.
Radiating a holiness that was subtle and secure, she grasped world by a love in which God placed her and she held on to the most important parts of life and released that which was needed by another.
The foundation of monastic life has endured well and long by many of our monastic ancestors and now it's all the better for her standing here on the path chosen less, but a path well trod by the woman, a pillar loved forever by us left behind and ever fond of by God.
Thank you, Sister Norbert, for being the woman of faith, the pillar you were-- loving and teaching and being all that and more. I will never forget you---and thank you and the many women of St. Scholastica Monastery for the foundation in which God graces me to build my life pillar upon.
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