Now that Sr.
Laura has died, it is no surprise that she let go of her earthly
life with grace and ease. Upon learning she had bleeding in her brain, she
firmly rejected extraordinary measures and asked to return home to die in her
own bed. Francis Bacon once said, “Death is a
friend of ours, and he that is not ready to entertain him is not at home.” In
true Benedictine fashion, Sr. Laura offered hospitality even to death
itself.
The
following poem by Sr. Mary Faith Schuster seems like an appropriate meditation
as we say goodbye to Sr. Laura. Though she has left the earth with
her utter peace, she has given us a model for how to achieve that peace
ourselves.
For the Saints
Those
who die take their everlastingness
along
with them. They leave the earth
with
some abandon and some utter peace.
They
will pray that we can follow their example
And
let go the flowers and the fences
and
the rooftops where sparrows hold
their
dignity. We give up every realm
to
enter another. We cannot keep hoarding
the
voices of eternity. One holds the whole
and
cannot keep accumulating.
Let
the saints go home. Oh God give them
their
peace and give us here
the
sound of morning and the endless view
of
everything on earth that speaks of you.
Mary Faith Schuster, OSB
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