I've been neglecting my blog lately (you can guess why) so but I had to mark the feast day of St. Scholastica, for three reasons:
- She's got the coolest name ever. I mean, you know she was smart if that's what her mom and dad named her.
- We don't know much about her, aside from her famous twin brother. She needs a little more love.
- Because of this story:
I just think it's kind of cool. And I wonder how it played out…
SCHOLASTICA: St. Brother, I am at the brink of death. Will you keep me company?
BENEDICT: Sorry. I'm going to be late for Vespers.
SCHOLASTICA: ??Vespers!?! I'm gonna be singing Vespers in heaven, for Pete's sake! Speaking of Pete, I'm going to tell him you said that when I meet him. Later tonight.
BENEDICT: Um…well, you see, St. Sister, I actually wrote this rule. And…the rule says I got to be back for Vespers.
SCHOLASTICA: To heaven with the rule! I'm dying here!
BENEDICT: You don't understand! They named the rule after me! I can't break it! I mean, St. Benedict can't break the Benedictine rule! It would cause some kinda rift in the space-time continuum!
SCHOLASTICA: Fine. (aside) I'll show YOU a rift in the space time continuum…
SCHOLASTICA: Nothing. Go do your big important Vespers.
(Folds hands, starts praying.)
BENEDICT: Aaaah!! Rift! Rift!
Happy Scholastica day!