I heard a true story of a nun who wrote mystery novels, loosely based on her own life as a detective. A Hollywood company wanted to turn it into a TV series — but only if she agreed to “spice it up” with a fictional backstory as an alcoholic who’d had an affair with a priest. She refused, even knowing she’d lose millions. Her answer: “What would I do with it? I’ve taken a vow of poverty.” Some of you, unbeknownst to yourselves, have taken that same vow — not with your mouth, but in your mind.
