>> Maybe he really was a monkly saint-wannabe, one of those guys who
> decided the best way to get to heaven was to sleep between two lady
> virgins until one had learned to feel nothing but indifference.
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->It takes a long time acquire such holy apathy.
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> That's O.K. I'm not in a hurry.
Ories.
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>This message made me wonder what the other one felt?!
>Bob (as smiling pedantic literalist)
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There is obviously something in the air ("Is it hot in here or is it just
me?" the joke goes). But what I think we should be most thankful for, is
that the "angel in the form of a priest", who visited Maura and Bridget,
arrived on the scene a few decades too late to trouble the already
disturbing dreams of that same day's abbess, Sara. To wit:
SARA, virgin, abbess (end of 4th cent.)
Little is known of this virgin abbess in Scete, in Lybia, except that
for thirteen years she was tormented with thoughts of impurity, which
distressed inexpressibly her soul craving for pure and holy things.
The thought of what might have ensued would surely inspire Bernini to create
another of his blessed altarpieces, to the mixed pleasure and chagrin of our
esteemed members (there's a pun for you, Oriens).
jmichael
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