
Pastor Peter was all a’flutter.
There was the baby. There were the parents. There was the baptismal font.
And there was Mick Mooney, to whom he had given bottled water for the font, boasting a malicious grin.
The unopened bottle stood, tragically, on the chancel rail.
Peter prayed, opened the font.
It was filled to the brim.
Afterwards, he confessed his surprise to the happy couple.
“Oh, that was me,” the new mother said. “I just wanted to say a prayer over the font before the service began when I saw it was empty. I didn’t do wrong, did I?”
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A miracle of sorts!
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Mothers are a miracle in and of themselves. 😀
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I wonder what the consequence is of being baptised in unholy water
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Ask a satanist. Of course you might have to go to hell to do that, but find a Virgil like Dante did. 🙂
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Where would the world be without mothers? Lovely story, Dora!
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Where indeed! Thanks, Joy!
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My actual name is Jolly. Makes me smile whenever I see your blog name 😀
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That’s great! You can post on my site any time by right of name.😀❤️
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Dear Dora,
I’d say she did nothing wrong and everything right. 😉 Sweet piece.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Dear Rochelle,
God knew what he was doing when he made mothers. Thanks, Rochelle.
Aleichem shalom,
Dora
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I wonder what Mick Mooney made of that! Nice one Dora.
My story!
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For all his mockery, I think this would have wiped the smirk off his face, don’t you?
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Indeed!
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Ah, the miracle of motherhood … 😉
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Amen! 😀
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she was only trying to be helpful. no harm done. 🙂
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She was at the right place at the right time to save the day. 😀
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Mum saves the day, as usual 🙂
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Correct! 😀
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All’s well that ends well.
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Exactly. 😀
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I like the fact that he went ahead with it, despite his worst fears. Good one.
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If worse came to worst, he was probably prepared to delay things! Thank you, Sandra. 🙂
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Maybe Mickey’s grin wasn’t really malicious after all. 🙂
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Interesting. A knowing smirk as it were. He really shouldn’t have left that bottle there to torment the poor pastor! 🙂
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God does indeed work in mysterious ways 🙂
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Yes! Yes, he does. 😀
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“All’s well that ends well.” Amen! 🙂
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Exactly. 😀
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