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The Community is in the chapel for our daily Mass, and the lector just finished the first reading, which was the opening verses from Ecclesiastes: “Vanity of vanities! All is vanity! […] The sun rises, the sun sets; then to its place it speeds and there it rises. […] There is nothing new under the sun.”

White Crab SpiderIt is time to stand and lead the Psalm. I rise, move close to the black microphone and open my mouth, and then I see it: a white crab spider inches away from my lips.

I have a life-long horror of spiders. Completely irrational, but an unshakable fear. Standing there in the chapel, with the Community watching, waiting for me to begin, I am suddenly in my garden ten years ago and have just put my hand right through a funnel spider’s nest. It feels like I am holding a bare live wire. The muscles in my forearm are in spasm, and a hard knot swells up under the skin.

Go forward ten years, and now here is this small creature before me. I fight the urge to run, and I look closely. It is delicate, inoffensive; a thing of wonder, really. It probably came in on one of the flowers next to the altar, and is wondering where it is. I draw a deep breath and begin. “O Lord, you have been our refuge from one generation to the next.” I am relieved that my voice is steady.

As I recite each line, the sisters answer me with the refrain, and I watch the spider. It circles the microphone, disappearing behind it and re-appearing on the other side, over and over. She looks like a small satellite orbiting the earth, or like the sun rising and setting and rising again. At one point she drops towards the floor, swinging by a thread, and then crawls up to continue her orbit. Amazingly, she keeps time with my voice, an orbit per stanza. A small, joyful liturgical dance, I thought. Why should this miracle of God frighten me?

In Psalm 27 the singer tells us, “The Lord is my light and my salvation; why should I be afraid?” What unseen wonders are in front of my eyes, what possibilities for service go undone, because I fear things that will not harm me?

I think of the first reading – “There is nothing new under the sun” – and remember something different from Paul’s second letter to the Church in Corinth: “So if anyone is in Christ, there is a new creation: everything old has passed away; see, everything has become new!” And later this is confirmed in Revelations: “And the one who was seated on the throne said, ‘See, I am making all things new.’”

I am a new creation in Christ. Why should a spider make me afraid? Why should I fear anything?

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Sister Therese Marie Carson

Therese Marie was born in Detroit, Michigan and spent many years as a microbiologist in Harbor Springs, Michigan before coming to Duluth. She had heard a call to vocation since she was young, and found the courage to surrender to it when her faith in God caught fire and became deep love. She made her First Profession on August 31, 2014, at St. Scholastica Monastery in Duluth, Minnesota, and looks forward with joy to becoming a perpetually professed Benedictine. She believes with Albert Einstein that, “There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is.



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  1. Thank you for this! I too suffered from arachnophobia until I began to photograph spiders because they really are amazing! We just visited St. John’s University last weekend for the first time. I don’t know much about Benedictine’s, but bought a book to learn more. Then I see this link in MN Naturalist fb page and just had to leave you a comment.
    Grace and Peace to you!

  2. PS. I have a B.S. in Cellular Physiology, which some Universities call micro biology!

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