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[certainthings]

Went out for Chinese food with my aunt and a couple of her friends. There was a monk there (my aunt knew him from somewhere, not sure where - said that his name was Brother John), I was up getting some food and he was there beside me and said "Those are good, aren't they?" I said, 'Yes.'  ... So, now. Now, I've been blessed. *nods* Because when a monk (and/or a nun) speak to you it TOTALLY counts as being blessed.  Okay, so maybe it doesn't but I'm saying it does.

Brother John was wearing a white robe, which on tv and in the movies they always seem to be wearing brown ones. I kind of wonder what the difference is.

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[pie_andcoffee]

your tag is making me giggle like a giggly thing.

There is a type of monk under the Order of St. Benedict who wears a white robe. But I'm not sure of the connotation. Still, I think it safe to say if you feel you were blessed, then you certainly were. I studied under a Franciscan and that was his personal standard for being blessed. If that makes any difference.

*smishes you 'cuz hasn't seen you online in a coon's age*

[certainthings.livejournal.com]

I like that.

*smishes back*