The Great Chain on Urantia (Chapter 7, page 2 of 14)


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Chapter 7

That's pretty good. My very own dog. Most of the monks don't have anything of their own at all. That must be horrible. I'm glad I don't have to do the vow of poverty. I won't be no monk, for sure. Maybe a priest, though. But not here. Far, far away. In a city. In Europe, maybe France.

When Brother Cyprios teaches geography, it's so interesting, all those towns, all the different customs. All that business, and trade going on all over the world. Wow! Maybe I'll be a trader, a traveling merchant. Or some sort of diplomat, so I can see everything. Are there any traveling priests? I must ask about that. The priests from France, do they often travel?

Brother Andre is the only priest I know. Those priests from France who came to see him, they weren't here very long. They kept looking at me. I wonder why. And they seemed to be talking about me. Didn't like that.

If they wanted something with me, why didn't they talk to me? I can tell them what they want to know. But they mostly talked in French, so that might have been hard. My French isn't too good yet. Brother Guillaume doesn't make me stick to a schedule like most of the other monks do. I should read more French by myself. If I'm going to be a priest in France I'll have to know more French.

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