Posted by femlite on November 25, 2003, at 1:07:29
In reply to Liberation Theology anyone?, posted by Jai on November 21, 2003, at 14:43:37
Such Gods would be of our makeing, eh?
Not much a God to have made by me?
We have a parton saint of our kitchen St. Euprhrosynous
He was a humble boy who was given the job of oven tender in the kitchen .A very dirty job, for you would be covered in soot at days end. The other monks thought he was foolish and simple and made a broom of him, and at the sight of St Euphroynous the other monks never failed to laugh. They new nothing of his humilty and life of secret prayer.Once a old monk, of prayer come to visit the monestarty because his life was close to death and wanted to pray. Knowing he was going to die soon the old monk prayed impatiently, Lord why cant I have a glimpse of paradise now before I die? Exhasuted by his prayers he fell asleep. Suddenly he awoke to find himself on the dewy shimery grass of a rolling hill There were fragrant flowers all around watered by four streams rippling and sparkling like bright lite. The trees all around were heavy ladden with fruit.
He stood wodering, afraid that speaking might make it vanisah. This must be Gods garden. Looking in the distace he saw a black robbed figure. Who could it be he thoght this is no
Place for monks. (forgetting that he himself was A monk. He walked a aways to the place the monk stood The monk looked formiliar. He was astonished to see it was that dullard foolish cook from the monastary.I will finish the story tomorrow. If you are interested to finnish reading it, come back then.
Good night
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