Our keeper is a bit odd, okay, maybe more than a bit. She had spent part of the aft at SU slogging through papers and a dissertation chapter, after which she participated in a profound reconciliation service at the cathedral in which the pastor channeled the new pope. That was a great remedy for the afternoon.
When she got home she pulled out her nearly 300 page dissertation because she wants her advisee to use it as an example. In stead of putting it on her pile, she picked it up, began to read, and found herself lost in it. She had been so sick of it once it was done that she picked up her diploma, shelved the dissertation, and went on with her life. But tonight, after reading parts of several chapters and the acknowledgements, she declared that it indeed was a very good read. She also told us that she had no idea of how she was able to pull off all that while doing everything else. We wondered if she had chemical help. She said no, just a driving force to write in the middle of the night.
We asked her if she found any forgotten treasure. She said that she was quite taken by the idea of Pentecost not only a miracle of the tongue, but of the ear as well. So, we are praying for auditory miracles of listening as Francis I is inaugurated very soon.
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