GABRIEL'S HORN
It was time for Father John's Saturday
night bath and young Sister Magdalene Edwards 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 nakedness 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 fine thing
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 now," said the old nun
evenly.
Sister Magdalene continued, "And
Father John said that if the Key to Heaven fit my lock, the portals of Heaven would be
opened to me and I would be assured of 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 evenly.
"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 Devil,"
said the old nun. "He told me it was Gabriel's Horn, and I've been
blowing it for 40 years!"
 
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