Theresa of Avila
A wise and holy priest I was talking with today told me the following story:
The story goes that Saint Theresa, Spain's great doctor of the Catholic Church, was once returning to her convent from an errand when there was a sudden rainstorm. The downopur quickly slicked the dirt road she was traipsing and she soon slipped and fell face down in the mud. She picked herself up, wiped the ooze from her face and looked angrily at the sky. "If this is how you treat your friends," she yelled, shaking a fist as she called out to her maker, "no wonder why you have so few of them!"
Haven't we all felt that way at some point?
The story goes that Saint Theresa, Spain's great doctor of the Catholic Church, was once returning to her convent from an errand when there was a sudden rainstorm. The downopur quickly slicked the dirt road she was traipsing and she soon slipped and fell face down in the mud. She picked herself up, wiped the ooze from her face and looked angrily at the sky. "If this is how you treat your friends," she yelled, shaking a fist as she called out to her maker, "no wonder why you have so few of them!"
Haven't we all felt that way at some point?
posted by DP | 2:04 PM
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