Subject: Father John
It was time for Father John's Saturday night bath and young Sister
Magdalene Edwards had prepared the bath water and towels just the way
the old nun had instructed. Sister Magdalene Edwards was also instructed
not to look at Fr. John's nakedness if she could help it, do whatever he
told her to do, and pray.
The next morning the old nun asked Sister Magdalene how the Saturday
night bath had gone. "Oh, sister," said the young nun dreamily. "I've
been saved." "Saved? And how did that fine thing come about?" asked the
old nun. "Well, when Fr. John was soaking in the tub, he asked me to
wash him, and while I was washing him he guided my hand down between
his legs where he said the Lord keeps the Key to Heaven."
"Did he now," said the old nun evenly.
Sister Magdalene continued, "And Fr. John said that if the Key to
Heaven fit my lock, the portals of Heaven would be opened to me and I
assured of salvation and eternal peace. And then Father John guided
his Key to Heaven into my lock."
"Is that a fact," said the old nun even more evenly.
"At first it hurt terribly, but Fr. John said the pathway to salvation
was often painful and that the glory of God would soon swell my heart
with ecstasy. And it did, it felt so good being saved."
"That wicked old Devil," said the old nun. "He told me it was Gabriel's
Horn, and I've been blowing it for 40 years!"
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