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Highly Recommended Part II – “The Guilty Conscience”

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Father Pierre pleasantly answered, “Good morning! And good morning to you both! But what is going on between you two again?”

Sister Morte held both of her hands together, as if she was about to say a prayer, she promptly answered, “Father, I highly recommend we transfer this troubled child to a more suitable school.” And I strongly recommend some major penance for her, or I fear she will be a lost case.”

Then I also placed both of my hands together, as if I was about to say a prayer, before I said: “Father Bald head, I think you should return Dracula’s wife back to him. If not, Sister Morte will suck all the children blood from this school!”

“Who is Sister Morte?” Father answered, as he refrained himself from laughing.

“Dracula’s wife Father. Don’t you know, all the children are complaining about her. We all refer to her as the “Nasty Unpleasant Nature” Nun.”

“Oh my child!” Exclaimed Father Bald Head. “You must not speak so unpleasantly of the servant of our Lord. She is considered to be the spouse of our Lord. Whatever misunderstanding between you two, I’m sure with prayer, it can be resolved. Don’t’ you think so little angel?”

“Little Angel?”  Sister Marie, I mean Sister Morte yelled. Immediately after she took a deep breath, she said, “Father, this child is far from being an angel. I’m afraid she is as stubborn as a mule, and she’s the enemies’ offspring, therefore all the prayers of the Saints couldn’t possibly transport her soul back into the light.”

” The movie I was so infuriated by her statement, I decided to take matters into my own hands, so I yelled back:   “Well at least I’m still a child, and only had my first communion so far. There’s still hope for me!!! But I bet you had your six sacraments, and.“

“Ok, both of you, in- MY – OFFICE!” Father Bald Head said impatiently.

So both of us folded our arms almost simultaneously. When we realized we had the same habit, we both dropped them as fast as possible. We suddenly attempted to walk forward, but accidently bumped to each other. So, there I was standing in front of her, with my head up, staring at her. I felt like a tiny aunt crawling on a giant tree. Father stood there with his hand crossed, as if he wanted us to realize how much we had in common. Sister Morte finally raised her chin, then turned around, as quickly as she could, and started to walk toward the direction of Father’s office. Then, I refolded my arms, as I followed her. Father remained behind us.

As we entered his office, he instructed us to take a sit, as he pulled a book from the shelf.

“You sit there child!” Sister Morte said.

“No, you sit there, I want to sit in front of Father.” I answered her.

So Father silently got up, pulled both chairs, and placed his chair in the center. Now we were all sitting behind his desk, next to Father.

“Please read this passage.” As he pointed his finger on a particular paragraph, he gave the book to Sister Morte.

It reads: “You are the salt of the earth; but if the salt loses its flavor, how shall it be seasoned? It is then good for nothing but to be thrown out and trampled underfoot by men.”

Then Father instructed her to: Give the book to Angel, so she can read the following sentence. So, I gladly grabbed the book from Sister Morte, then read:

“You are the light of the world. A city that is set on a hill cannot be hidden. Nor do they light a lamp and put it under a basket, but on a lampstand, and it gives light to all who are in the house.” Immediately I raised my head and turned toward Sister Morte and yelled “You see, I knew you were salty, even the book said it Sister Morte. With a smile I said, “But I’m a light, and.”

Father interrupted “The PURPOSE of this reading was not meant for you both to pass judgment on each other! As he lowered his tone, “But rather for a reflection on self.” Let me read the third sentence.”

“Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works and glorify your Father in heaven.”

After he was finished, we both remained silent. Almost speechless, as if we were ashamed. And to justify the shame and the guilt which evidently prickled my heart, I slowly whispered:

“Well she is the salty one!”

Sister Morte turned to look at me, but did not say a word. Then as Father closed the book, he said “With that being said, I have an assignment for you both to complete together.”

“TOGETHER?” We both yelled. “BUT THAT’S IMPOSSIBLE!!!”

To be continued.

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Interesting Conversation – Part III – TIME

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“TIME is a good TIME – TIME is favor – TIME is appointed – Did someone Called?”

“No need to tell me who you are! You”

“Indeed-deed! I’m TIME. So tell me: “ Did DEATH disappeared when He heard my voice?”

“Yes he did. Why are you asking  – and why are you talking so fast?”

“Because I’m TIME, and I don’t have TIME to waste. “1 o’clock … 3 o’clock…7 o’clock … o’clock……..”

“Why on earth you keep on repeating the time?”

“This is my job dear – “Midnight  …  2 A.M… …In fact, I’m answering  to those who are asking for the TIME worldwide. “1:30… 3 o’clock ………. Yes, I SAID 3 A.M! “My goodness! I thought the invention of all the electronic devices would make my job much easier now, but nooo – The turtle travelers are still asking for the “TIME.” As you can see, my job is not easy dear.”

“OMG! Are you serious? You mean you are constantly hearing these voices of …”

“Yes, they’re crystal clear!”

“I would go insane!”

“I thought you were already! You are speaking to me, aren’t you?”

“What? I didn’t call you here. Remember I”
“Well, honestly speaking, I’m just doing my job dear. Besides, I’m the master of focus. I’m not one to budge nor waiver. I only travel within my perimeter, because on any given day, my journey must remain constant, and steadfast.

“But you do budge. Your needle d”

“I SAID: “I only travel within my perimeter!”

“You don’t have to yell at”

“Let me continue PLEASE! I don’t have TIME to waste. So, listen carefully: ” LIFE and I (TIME) are two Grand Masters, and we share equally the same power. Wherever LIFE is present, there I Am as well. Yes, we work together. Therefore, the couple by the name of Mr. Lazy,  and Ms. procrastination hate us with a passion. While DEATH oppose us, Goodness and favor are or treats;  Success applauds us.”

“Wow, that’s profound! But TIME, you are known to be a thief – even death said so. You failed to mention th.”

“Yes. So is the rumor. But the fact is, “I’m a giver – in fact, I’m an abundant giver. I always repay any lost, or stolen treats. Yes, whatever time one may have lost unfairly, I do repay them trough wisdom and memory.”

“How nice of you! Although, TIME does somehow fly away, and”

“MAY I BRING TO YOUR ATTENTION “Twenty-four hours, are still equal to one thousand, four hundred forty minute regardless, the season, year, or location. Am I correct?”

“Yes, but”

“I don’t work with” but” –  I have no patience for excuses, ignorance and laziness dear.”

“My God, you are so rude! And”

“Not rude. I’m rather focus and discipline. You guys are full of excuses. And to prove my point, consider the following: “A president and a bank robber, who were born at the same time, and died at the same age;; at exactly  eight o’clock in the morning, on the same day. Were they not granted equally the same life spend? “

“Yes, bu.”

“I said, “I don’t’ work with ‘but!!!” My conclusion to this brief prelude: “LIFE and TIME are granted to all. Wisdom is available to those who are willing to seek. While understanding is a virtue worth finding. Ignorance is not an excuse. DESTINY on the other hands, is a well-written map, with many loops and curves. Although it may be deferred, but rest assured, it will be revealed at an appointed TIME!  So my dear, befriend DESTINY!”

“Peekaboo!”

To be continued.