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THE CATHOLIC NUN



She was a nun, a Catholic nun and it was hard not to fail to notice her; it was Sunday and I had visited another city and found myself in the Catholic Church for Sunday mass service, I find that attending Sunday mass services deeply enriches and helps me spiritually to face the week ahead.
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 But back to the nun, she was tall for a lady and dressed in the grey habit of her order and she was conducting the choir adjacent to the altar and as she sang, I noticed the very perfect teeth, long neck and incredible eyebrows. Her face was quite calm, remotely smiling and from her composure you could readily see that she was quite at ease with her calling. She was a nun, probably in her thirties; yes, leading a choir at a holy place. A creation of God living her calling, a holy calling but still candy to the eyes…
As I had pointed out, you could not fail to notice her. Her habit was made to measure and fitted her perfectly, ending an inch or so below the knees, her head scarf, meant to cover the head was short maybe three or four inches short of the fore head exposing –Conveniently-I suspect a weave.  She had glasses on resting just above the nose; they were golden-Pince-nez, her watch too seemed golden, not the poor imitation so common on our streets - I suspect-pure gold.
The mass was over, the choir had been splendid, the preaching touching. The faithful filed out and again I could not help noticing the nun chatting with the rest of the faithful. After a time, she peeled from the chatting group and moved over to a parked vehicle nearby, it was a beautiful, gun metal coloured V-6 harrier saloon. It was a state of the art, fuel churner, roomy, latest in the market vehicle. She jumped into the vehicle, and I noticed the shoes, not the traditional sandal so common with her lot. This looked well fitted, Italian, hand crafted leather and clearly made to measure.
The nun adjusted the car seating and mirrors expertly before starting the engine and driving off. I remained standing mesmerised and wondering.
Has the world converted Christianity?
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