Be still my soul

[Christine Daye]

"Ah," she said, part exclamation, part sigh. "Sometimes it feels like perfection is so far away..."

Then her expression brightened, just a little.

"But then the Lord gives me one bright moment, and the wisdom of an elder to guide me."

She looked towards the door.

"I must go. I have errands to run and I must not be home to late. Thank you for your kindness and your wisdom."

She looked at him, an expression on her face suggesting that she was trying to decide something. Then:

"Fathe... Reverend. Might I presume terribly on our brief acquaintance...? Would you... give me your blessing?"

[Revd Tweedy]

"That I would."

Tweedy cast his eyes over her head as she knelt, seeking inspiration.

"May God keep you in all your days;
May Christ comfort you in the darkness.
May the Spirit bring you peace.
May God the Holy Trinity drive all darkness from you
and pour upon you blessing and light. Amen."

He walked with her a few paces toward the door, before giving his adieu.

"Good night, Miss Daye. We'll see you again soon, I hope."

[Christine Daye]

Christine's eyes closed as she received the Reverend's blessing, her own lips moving in silent prayer. When the blessing was finished, she rose to her feet and smiled her own farewell.

"The Lord bless you and keep you, Reverend. Until we meet again."

With one last look around the Abbey and humming once more "Be Still My Soul", she left the building, into the night and off to her errands.