Feast of St. Scholastica

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I was once hit in the face by a bottle of nail polish.

As some of you know, I have a storied career working in a photo lab developing photographs for people. As is the case with many service-oriented/retail jobs, customers often have demands that – because of policy or circumstance - service providers cannot meet. And when you tell some people: “No.” Sometimes they throw a bottle of nail polish at you.

Or they yell, or they threaten, or they lie. A plethora of options at their disposal.

The wise ones, however, know the perfect phrase to say: “Isn’t there someone else that can help me?”

It is then that I could use one of my favorite phrases in response: “Yes, would you like to talk to my Store Manager?”

See, my manager – by virtue of his office, his identity – had an authority surpassing mine, and powers that I simply did not have. It behooved a customer to appeal to him, because through him, their requests could often be met.

The saint we celebrate today, Saint Scholastica, understood this need to petition the highest of authorities - albeit on a more powerful, spiritual level than photo printing. She had a profound relationship with the One True God, and because of this she turned to him unceasingly and she trusted him greatly with her petitions.  In the office of readings today, a story is recounted where St. Scholastica asked her brother, St. Benedict, to stay longer on one of his visits. He refused, appealing to his duty as a monk. When he said no, St. Scholastica didn’t throw a bottle of nail polish at him. She joined her hands, put her head on the table and prayed to God. God’s response? A massive thunderstorm appeared preventing Benedict and his companions from leaving. When Benedict complained to his sister, St. Scholastica simply replied: “I asked you and you would not listen; so I asked my God and he did listen.”

What great trust in her relationship with the Lord.

In the pattern of St. Scholastica, might we be reminded that God is the source of all that we desire, it is his authority we must appeal to, and it is only he who will satisfy our deep longing. Allow me to end this reflection by repeating a stanza from the first Psalm of today's evening prayer:

May [the Lord] give you your heart’s desire
and fulfill every one of your plans.
May we ring out our joy at your victory
and rejoice in the name of our God.
May the Lord grant all your prayers.