“Dear God, Please forgive him, for he knows not what he does” Cried Sister Theresa
“Mine does!” Cried Sister Catherine enthusiastically.
One evening two Nuns had been in the poor part of the City caring for the homeless, Sister Theresa and Sister Catherine. It was getting late and they were hurrying back to the convent before it got dark. The light was fading, and they were still nearer the bad part of town than they were to the cloister. As they walked past a dark alley, two thugs grabbed them, dragged them into the alley, threw them onto the pavement and began the poor Nuns.
“Dear God, Please forgive him, for he knows not what he does” Cried Sister Theresa
“Mine does!” Cried Sister Catherine enthusiastically.
“Dear God, Please forgive him, for he knows not what he does” Cried Sister Theresa
“Mine does!” Cried Sister Catherine enthusiastically.
