This morning I was eating my breakfast at our kitchen table when Sister Ireen came into the room and asked me, “What do we do with snakes in the motherhouse?”

She stood at the end of the table with a plastic bag balled up in her hand – holding it a bit away from her body. I looked at the bag and asked the obvious, “Is there a snake in that bag?” She answered immediately, “Oh yes, I caught it and brought it up to you. I figured you’d know what to do with it.” Continue reading →