Today is the day I do penance for the sin of procrastination. Alright, so I've been in school for what seems like forever; somehow I still underestimate how long it takes me to read. Well, if all goes according to plan--like that's likely--I'll be in bed by 11... bwaa-ha-ha...

A few words from Hildegard von Bingen seem to be in order.

Holy Spirit, The Life That Gives Life,
You are the cause of all movement;
You are the breath of all creatures;
You are the salve that purifies our souls;
You are the ointment that heals our wounds;
You are the fire that warms our hearts;
You are the light that guides our feet.
Let all the world praise you.

This week, the 'salve' is needed by many in my world.

Three women have walked on. To use an old phrase, “they have crossed over Jordan.” All three, according to those who knew them best, were ready to move on, to finally see--face to face--the lover of their souls. One even awoke from sleep shortly before death, surprised that she was still here. Each leaves behind friends and family, co-workers and neighbors, who have been changed, touched by the living of a woman of God. The legacy they left behind is impressive. Their steps here were not wasted.

The Merriam-Webster Dictionary defines ‘legacy’ as “something transmitted by or received from an ancestor or predecessor or from the past.” It can also mean, “a gift by will especially of money or other personal property.”

So here's a question to ponder:

Which of the following is the best metaphor for your experience of prayer? [from Stress Busters, small group curriculum by Serendipity]
- fast food
- junk food
- leftover lasagna
- all-you-can-eat buffet
- Lean Cuisine
- gourmet meal
- Slim-Fast

I'm still thinking on this one, but so far, sadly enough, I think the best metaphor is 'fast food'--quick and not much nutritional value. Tag your thoughts.