...addendum

I can't think of the Communion of Saints without recalling this excerpt from Gregory Dix's The Shape of the Liturgy:

There is a little ill-spelled ill-carved rustic epitaph of the fourth century from Asia Minor: 

 “Here sleeps the blessed Chione, 

who has found Jerusalem for she prayed much.” 

Not another word is known of Chione, some peasant woman who lived in that vanished world of Christian Anatolia. But how lovely if all that should survive after sixteen centuries were that one had prayed much, so that the neighbours who saw all one’s life were sure one must have found Jerusalem! 


How lovely indeed!