Recently, we received one and then another obituary for our Sisters from Germany. We had not begun our week of prayers for the first one before receiving notice that a second Sister had died. By that time, two of my Sisters here were already thinking about packing for their little trip to Baudette, MN for a board meeting there Monday evening.

Also, over the coming weekend, would would not all be together for evening prayer.

Thus, Tuesday evening was chosen as the day to start praying Psalm 130 (“Out of the Depths…”) for the two recently deceased Sisters, along with the little prayer we offer afterword. It was the first night that we would all be together.

More than once, Sr. Rebecca has advocated that it doesn’t hurt to wait a day or two because we often have multiple deaths within a short time-frame. This morbid mind-frame was fitting this time, I guess.

In fact, I’ve even heard it said that death’s often come in threes.

This morning, after coming to work at the front desk, dealing with a fire alarm, and counting the weekly donations for votive candles, I turned on the computer to check the email here.

Low and behold, yet ANOTHER Sister had died; we just started the week of prayer for the other two last night!

Meaning no disrespect for the dead, might I say I hope the “third one’s the charm.”