I laughed. I knew what she meant. I was delighted by the part about how nuns should be ladies because it reminded me of something our abbot had told us—that if we had joined the brotherhood to engage in spiritual warfare, we should behave like officers, not enlisted men. You don’t usually associate the terms “nuns and monks” with “ladies and gentlemen,” but clearly that connection belonged to our tradition.
We get plenty of reminders that we shouldn’t look at things that way. For example, all the way through Great Lent our services include St. Isaac’s prayer with the wonderful line, “Grant me to see my own sins and not to judge my brother.” Shouldn’t that suggest that I stop focusing my attention on the fact that someone else wasn’t rebuked for something when I was? In plain old ordinary English, could it be that I just need to mind my own business?