Mom called with the latest spiritual forecast. Apparently, this is a new feature at the convent.
Sister Jenna is old. Rumor has it that she even has a few "shout-outs" in the Old Testament. Her eyes are not what they used to be. Apparently, her mental state might also be a few wafers short of a decent meal. Sister Jenna walked into Mom's office. The following conversation took place;
"It's going to be nice out for the next two weeks," Jenna stated.
"Oh?" mom asked, with some suspicion.
"Yes, I saw a angel fly by the moon last night, so I know it's going to be nice out for the next two weeks," Jenna explained.
"Oh, isn't that nice, should we plan a picnic?" mom asked.
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Do you mean Angels?
I've never been blessed with the gift of spelling. Perhaps I can get the sister to pray for me...but that might be a bad idea, too!
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