“Father,” the nun said calmly, “remember Psalm 129?” Startled, the priest immediately pulled his hand back, embarrassed. He muttered an apology and focused on the road. But a few minutes later, temptation overcame him again, and his hand began to slide back up her leg.
Once more, the nun repeated firmly, “Father, remember Psalm 129?” This time, the priest quickly withdrew his hand, his face burning red. “Forgive me, Sister,” he stammered. “The spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak.” They continued the ride in silence until finally arriving at the convent.
Moral of the story: Always know your scriptures. You might miss out on a blessing if you’re not paying close attention.
