When downed trees blocked the road near Sister Margaret Ann’s school in southwest Miami-Dade County, she grabbed a chainsaw and got to work.
There’s a lesson here, dudes. When a tree falls into your life, do you complain or do you get out the fucking chainsaw and get it out of your way?
I know, there’s the option of going around. Sometimes that’s appropriate, depending on where the tree falls. I mean, if the tree falls in the woods and no one is standing under it, do we really give a shit? Probably not.
But it’s the trees that fall directly into our path, mess with our ability to abide, that we have to deal with. I suppose this nun could have waited for someone else to take care of the tree. After all, she was hardly dressed appropriately, she wasn’t handling the chainsaw correctly, she could have gotten hurt, and certainly, someone younger and probably healthier would have eventually come along and taken care of the tree for her. Maybe she could have put out a request for help on Facebook like others have.
She didn’t do that, though, did she? The tree was causing a problem. She solved the fucking problem.
And then went back to her prayers.
Perhaps we might do a better job of abiding if we were more like this nun.
But then, that’s just, like, my opinion, man.
Abide in peace,
the Old Man