Gabriel’s Horn Or Heavens Key?

It was time for Father John’s Saturday night bath and the

young nun, Sister Magdalene, had prepared the bath water and

towels just the way the old nun had instructed: Sister

Magdalene was also instructed not to look at Father John’s

nake***ss 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 come about?” Asked

the old nun. “Well, when Father 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?” Said the old nun

curiously. Sister Magdalene continued. “And Father John

said that if The Key to Heaven fits my lock, the portals of

Heaven would be opened to me and I would be assured

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 curiously. “At first it hurt

terribly, but Father 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 bas***d.” Said the old nun.

“He told me it was Gabriel’s Horn and I’ve been

blowing it for 40 years!”