Here's Your Chance to Become a Nun (sort of)

Hey gals. Are you into obedience in a big way? Fancy prolonged periods of serious silence? Like to rise at 4.00am each morning? Then do I have the opportunity for you.

http://www.abc.net.au/tv/theabbey/

It’s a kind of Spiritual Survivor.

It had to happen. And you get to test your vocation in front of a TV audience as well. Go on. You know you want to.

Depending on how they define “reasonably,” “healthy,” “Australian,” and “woman,” I might apply.

I’d have thought it might depend on how they define ‘obedient’ and ‘silence’. :smiley:

no “clickers”??? I refuse to even THINK about it if you don’t get a “clicker”!!!
(I grew up being taught by Notre Dame de Namor nuns - they ALWAYS had clickers).

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So, missy, what exactly were the “clickers” and what did they do with them?

It was a turned piece of wood, with another slat of wood attached with a rubberband. About the size of your hand.
The nuns used these for “commands” such as clicking when we were to stand, or sit down, or be quiet, or genuflect (when going into church, etc.).
The would also, on occasion, whack a troublemaker up side the head with them.

That’s child abuse. I can’t imagine that Christ approves.

Oh, boy, that sounds great. But I’d get booted off the show within minutes, and the pink slip would say something about how I was “always late for everything except for every meal” and that I’m “not an asset to the Abbey.”
:wink:

If you’re living by the Rule of Silence, how can your Sister-mentor be a “listener?” Actually, except for the prayer part (and the probable kneeling involved–my knees don’t work that way) I could do it. I crave silence and enjoy my very quiet life. I couldn’t get into the religion part of it, but introspection and quiet would be wonderful.

Susan

I think I’d enjoy being a nun except for the lack of sleep and the lack of sex. Everything else would be cool…I’m serious!

J.

People don’t have to be speaking to be audible… :slight_smile:

He must approve or he would have done something about it. That he let it happen indicates either (a) he didn’t really care, or (b) he couldn’t do anything to prevent it. Neither speaks well of his godhood.

You know that’s a feeble-minded argument!

From O’Neill’s 1850, a march in the key of G, 4/4 time (you’ll have to supply the syncopation and triplets and stuff):

ll Bdga g2fe l dBBc B2AG l Bdce dBGB l A2AB A2GA l Bdga gabg l edBc B2AG l Bdge dBAB l G2GA G4 ll
ll afdf d2ga l bgef e2ga l bgaf gefd l BAAB A2GA l Bdga gabg l edBc B2AG l Bdge dBAB l G2GA G4 ll
ll c’bgf gedc l BGBd g2ab l c’bgf gedB l BAAB A2GA l Bdga gabg l edBc B2AG l Bdge dBAB l G2GA G4 ll

It’s called “I Won’t Be a Nun”. :smiley:

But is it that big a step from Nun to Nan? :smiley:

djm

Well, some have accused me of being something of a monk, but I categorically deny that. :smiley:

You wouldn’t make it as a monk. You’re too hedronistic.

:wink:

Not to turn to a whole 'nother topic, but unless Christ disapproves of His own Father’s words…

Prov 13:24: “He that spareth his rod hateth his son: but he that loveth him chasteneth him betimes.”

Prov 19:18: “Chasten thy son while there is hope, and let not thy soul spare for his crying.”

Prov 22:15: “Foolishness is bound in the heart of a child; but the rod of correction shall drive it far from him.”

“Do not withhold correction from a child, for if you beat him with a rod, he will not die. You shall beat him with a rod, and deliver his soul from hell” (Proverbs 23:13-14)

“The rod and reproof give wisdom, but a child left to himself brings shame to his mother.” (Proverbs 29:15)

Then compare the words in the Epistle to Timothy (and the attitude of the Church Fathers too, for that matter) about the Old Testament. There are also Paul’s words about the relations between a father and son. Christ certainly disapproves of abuse, but lenience is as much a form of abuse as the abuse people usually mean when they use the word. Balance is needed- starvation and gluttony both end in death, etc (and before anyone says there’s no balance in those verses above, that’s because I picked a few out of the entire Bible, to show one side of the balance).

I know that I, my three brothers, and my parents and their siblings have all been spanked as a form of punishment (albeit the most extreme of any punishment; and my parents and grandparents are the kindest, most loving people I’ve met in my entire life), and I know that it’s done nothing but good for all of us. I’ve also known people who have been abused very sorely by their parents, and I know it’s done nothing but bad for them. There’s a huge difference between corporal punishment, and child abuse. Corporal punishment has taught me first, to respect authority; but then, by respecting authority, to respect myself even more. I’ve found that the more you respect others (especially your elders and God), the more dignified you become yourself.

I also know that my experience in inner-city schools tells me that kids are, frankly, brats (myself included), and the more the teachers yell themselves hoarse and threaten and do wahtever, the more the kids act like brats. One of the only times I remember really paying attention to my teacher’s threats was when she walked up to me and whacked me, very lightly but enough that it stung for a while, on the head with the social studies textbook- teacher’s edition, no less! Completely out of line, but it worked like a charm.

And when I see the kids around me, whose parents wouldn’t dare hit them, I see such rebellion and rudeness and indecency I can scarcely believe. But, then I see the same thing in the kids whose parents really go overboard with the hitting- both extremes are a form of abuse.

Back on topic, lol, I used to want to become a monk. I still kinda do, but I don’t think that’s where God wants me. Sounds like a great life to me, but it’s not my place as far as I know. I am planning on becoming a minister after my father, but we’ll see how that dream goes as well.

Not to turn to a whole 'nother topic, but unless Christ disapproves of His own Father’s words…

Prov 13:24: “He that spareth his rod hateth his son: but he that loveth him chasteneth him betimes.”

Prov 19:18: “Chasten thy son while there is hope, and let not thy soul spare for his crying.”

Prov 22:15: “Foolishness is bound in the heart of a child; but the rod of correction shall drive it far from him.”

“Do not withhold correction from a child, for if you beat him with a rod, he will not die. You shall beat him with a rod, and deliver his soul from hell” (Proverbs 23:13-14)

“The rod and reproof give wisdom, but a child left to himself brings shame to his mother.” (Proverbs 29:15)

Then compare the words in the Epistle to Timothy (and the attitude of the Church Fathers too, for that matter) about the Old Testament. There are also Paul’s words about the relations between a father and son. Christ certainly disapproves of abuse, but lenience is as much a form of abuse as the abuse people usually mean when they use the word. Balance is needed- starvation and gluttony both end in death, etc (and before anyone says there’s no balance in those verses above, that’s because I picked a few out of the entire Bible, to show one side of the balance).

I know that I, my three brothers, and my parents and their siblings have all been spanked as a form of punishment (albeit the most extreme of any punishment; and my parents and grandparents are the kindest, most loving people I’ve met in my entire life), and I know that it’s done nothing but good for all of us. I’ve also known people who have been abused very sorely by their parents, and I know it’s done nothing but bad for them. There’s a huge difference between corporal punishment, and child abuse. Corporal punishment has taught me first, to respect authority; but then, by respecting authority, to respect myself even more. I’ve found that the more you respect others (especially your elders and God), the more dignified you become yourself.

I also know that my experience in inner-city schools tells me that kids are, frankly, brats (myself included), and the more the teachers yell themselves hoarse and threaten and do wahtever, the more the kids act like brats. One of the only times I remember really paying attention to my teacher’s threats was when she walked up to me and whacked me, very lightly but enough that it stung for a while, on the head with the social studies textbook- teacher’s edition, no less! Completely out of line, but it worked like a charm.

And when I see the kids around me, whose parents wouldn’t dare hit them, I see such rebellion and rudeness and indecency I can scarcely believe. But, then I see the same thing in the kids whose parents really go overboard with the hitting- both extremes are a form of abuse.

Back on topic, lol, I used to want to become a monk. I still kinda do, but I don’t think that’s where God wants me. Sounds like a great life to me, but it’s not my place as far as I know. I am planning on becoming a minister after my father, but we’ll see how that dream goes as well.