Super Priest Can Turn Anything Into Body, Blood Of Christ
TAOS, NM—Father Thomas Mandow appears to be a simple, mild-mannered parish priest, but his remarkable faith and surpassing holiness have bestowed him with the awesome power to transform just about anything into the body and blood of Jesus Christ. "I can state, without indulging myself in the sin of pride, that I have been blessed with the ability to convert anything into a Communion sacrament—which must be used for good—and then be partaken of in remembrance of our Lord and Savior," said Mandow in a press conference where he displayed a transubstantiated 24-piece bucket of chicken, a 64-oz. Mountain Dew bottle, and the September 2 issue of Sports Illustrated. "Although I would not advise eating all of these items for reasons having nothing to do with their intrinsic holiness." Mandow believes he received the dangerous gift of super-consecration after being bitten by a radioactive bishop.
That last sentence had me cracking up....
Between that and the tattooed teacher, I'm loving my state right now.
I don't think anybody has that patience or energy until they actually have to deal with small children.
I like this. I hope it's true.
Just to be clear, all my "too old" demons belong to already-a-mother-of-three-busy-people me. I wasn't trying to discourage anyone. I tried to make that clear with my "me me me" comment. If I failed, I'm sorry.
I got called away, but I wanted to make it clear that I meant the demons in our own heads, not anyone (demon or not) on the board. I just wanted to add the perspective of someone who had older parents and knows that they had no problems keeping up with us.
Gotcha. I had older parents too megan, particularly for the time I was born. I was born in '67, and my mom was 30 and my dad was 39. From a kid's perspective, it's not a bad deal.
Gotcha. I had older parents too megan, particularly for the time I was born. I was born in '67, and my mom was 30 and my dad was 39. From a kid's perspective, it's not a bad deal.
1967. A very good year. My parents were 11 years apart so my mom was only 34, but it is funny how back then my mom was "so old" to be having kids. Hah!
1967. A very good year
A very very good year. My mom turned 28 just before I was born, and I was her 3rd kid.
Did that seem old for a third child then, Chi? I was the first (and only) so it definitely felt old. I remember knowing by like kindergarten and first grade that my parents were much older than the parents of my friends.
HEC! Great pictures! Your children are both so beautiful. Will you be able to introduce Matilda to your dad?
(edited because I was the first, and sadly not so much the fist)
HEC! Great pictures! Your children are both so beautiful.
Thank you!
Will you be able to introduce Matilda to your dad?
Yes, he's going to fly out for the baptism which will probably be in November, I guess. Soonish. His vision's pretty bad anymore but he can hold her and snuzzle her. And he'll be very happy to know she's baptized.
I wasn't born in 67, but my mom was 28, and I don't think that was particularly old at the time, judging from the ages of my friends' parents. What was weird was that they had been married six years before I was born (and there were no miscarriages or anything before me, they just waited).
