The Devils Page #3

And bring about your own end?.

I have a great need

to be united with God.

You're a blasphemy to your cloth.

I attend Mass daily. I love God.

And now that both my parents are dead,

I am free to serve Him.

I know I have a vocation,

Reverend Mother.

You have the face of a virgin martyr

in a picture book.

Very pious.

Respectful black weeds. Very becoming.

That's such a pretty rosary.

- It was my mother's.

- What's this?.

Oh, yes, The Imitation of Christ.

Solid silver.

And downcast eyes.

Hiding what?. Virtue or lechery?.

So you have one sin, at least.

The sin of pride.

Do you know why most of us are here?.

Because you love Our Lord, Jesus Christ

and wish to serve Him.

Most of the nuns here are noble women

who have embraced the monastic life

because there was not enough money

at home to provide them with dowries.

Or they were unmarriageable

because ugly, a burden to the family.

Communities which ought to be furnaces

where souls are forever on fire

with the love of God are merely dead

with the grey ashes of convenience.

Here is a book written by the founder

of our order, Angela Merici.

When you've studied it,

come back and I shall question you.

Thank you, Mother.

God bless you.

I'm not surprised

that Angela Merici's book

of sanctimonious claptrap confused you.

Most religions believe

that by crying "Lord! Lord!"

often enough they can contrive

to enter the kingdom of Heaven.

A flock of trained parrots could

just as readily cry the same thing

with just as little chance of success.

You can do more good outside

the cloister than you can within.

Among the Ursulines or the Carmelites,

you'll be hiding your light

under a bushel.

Your place is here, in Loudun.

And your vocation

to give a shining example of wisdom

to all those foolish virgins

whose thoughts dwell

on perishable vanities.

And now I must take confession.

Yes, Father, thank you.

Father, I have sinned.

And I have come to ask your forgiveness.

When did you last confess, my child?.

You should know!

This is a church. Not a marketplace.

- You will speak with respect.

- But you did love me, I mean I know.

I mean, all those hours we spent

together in each other's arms...

That's enough!

You will not wallow complacently

in your own filth!

What about yours?. What about your sins?.

To confess is to seek forgiveness,

not to blame others. Be quiet there!

Oh, what shall I do?.

Your humiliation is nothing.

If God wants you to suffer,

then you should want to suffer.

And accept that suffering gladly.

Go now.

Do not sin again.

And for your penance,

fast for the rest of the day,

on your knees, in front of God,

praying for His forgiveness.

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