Little Bits of Virtue: An Open Door and a Cup of Tea
My husband likes to tell the story of one of the first times he visited a women’s monastery, and one of the nuns offered to make him and his friends something to eat. Politely, they declined. She offered again, and again they politely declined. Probably knowing that there was no way a group of college boys could possibleĀ notĀ be hungry, the nun insisted saying, “Listen. I’m not a very good nun. I’m notā¦