Each Life – Its Own Story
This past week a good friend was called to new life in God. As one of Sister’s friends, I was invited to gather around the table with the Motherhouse liturgist and others who are involved in planning wake services and funeral liturgies for Sisters. I felt honored to be called to participate in the design of the rituals celebrating the life of my friend. This process was also very healing for me as I told story after story describing my experience of and participation in the life of Sister. I think of her as a gentle woman, so peaceful, giving, and loving with the “too-numerous-to-count” first graders she taught to read and write. Sister masterfully instructed children in beginning mathematics. There was no memorization of math facts in her classroom; she coached children how to arrive at answers through innovative exercises. Most of all she loved, cherished, and affirmed each child. As the shar...