Note: Before you think I’m basing the religion or ALL Christians, hold your horses. I am not. I’m referring to the few bad apples who go around making everyone else look ugly.
From the episode Damned If You Do, House, Season One
Nun: Just because we live in a monastery and we spend most of our time in prayer doesn’t mean we don’t find time for drama.
Drama it truly is.
Thanks to The Da Vinci Code fiasco going on in the big “C” of my life, I am now officially the black sheep of this establishment. (I call it an establishment because over the years, I have to grown to see it as an antithesis of the term “bride of God”.) Now how do I know this for sure? Lets just say that the people on the mailing list regarding the book avoided me and pretended as if I was the wall when they saw me on Sunday helping Mum out with her kitchen duties, especially the more “senior” Christians there. The “uncles” and “aunties” don’t even bother with their usual early morning greeting anymore.




