The young priest and the nuns of the convent watched as the postulants walked through the cloister to the garden for a time of prayer. As they went into the garden to take their places they walked quietly with hands folded and eyes looking down. Except for one who went in dancing with hands open, smiling and looking all around her with bright eyes. The priest looked at Mother Superior with a scowl and asked, “Does she not know the proper way to enter the garden for prayer?” The wise old nun smiled and said, “Oh, yes, she does Father but she cannot contain her joy when she is to meet with her Lord.”
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I so enjoyed this. Your writing never fails to produce miles of smiles. 🙂
My work is done.😻
You do fine work. A true artist you are. The Picasso of WordPress. 🌈
Just delightful.
Your comment makes me happy.
Such a delightful read 🙂
Thank you.🐈
Delightful is a perfect word.
Oh this is so so,good! I want to dance too! :). Thank you Patricia!
So often we get so wrapped up in the seriousness of faith that we lose sight of the joy. Go ahead and dance, my friend.💃
My feet are tapping too.
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Way to go, 🙂
No one is meant to hide the joy inside.😺
I love the story Patricia.
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Sister Act that priest are totally clueless. Good one for your dancing challenge.
Priests are no different from most other men when it comes to women. They tend to focus on the outer and miss what is on the inside.😼
Delightful story, Patricia, and one with a good ending. I love the dancing cat! Thank you for joining in.
Thank you for the prompt it helped set up the story. Glad you liked it.
You’re welcome.
I love the dancing kitty too. What a visual.
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Great story!
Thanks!
Welcome 🙏