According to her brother, the singing never stopped in the house that she founded.
Sister of Naucratius and Gregory of Nyssa, she chose to leave behind wealth and status, abandoning everything to move to an ancestral home near a river, where her haven of fervent women learned the scriptures, and to sing, and to heal the sick.
I can almost hear them, God, as the sun sets over the river valley and preparations for a simple supper are underway. They are chanting psalms in the chapel, singing in the dusk.
Thank you for the life of Macrina, for the imagination you’ve given me to see the place she made through the process of self denial and love for you.
May she be an example for us of singular devotion, and yet another reason to sing.
Amen.
Alicia Hager resides in West Michigan and is a newly ordained Deacon (transitional) in the Episcopal Church. Alicia enjoys spending time with her daughters and her husband, is bonkers about her cats, and blogs at astrawberrypointe.wordpress.com.
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It has literally been years since I thought about her. Thank you so very much.
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