A Franciscan Monk, after studying Religion for several years at university, joined the staff at the Vatican in Rome. In an interview with the administrative Cardinal, he asked what his duties would be. "My son. You will be responsible for the copying, updating and distribution to the Catholic diocese to the world of the Holy Scriptures." "How am I to do this?" asked the monk. "You will find a copy of the most recent copy of the Holy works in your accomodation. And you will commence your work at 06.00 tomorrow morning." The next morning, there was a knock at the Cardinals door. "Enter." Came the voice from within. The door opened and the young monk entered, carrying in his arms, the latest edition of the bible. What is it?" My son." "Your eminence," began the monk. I was just wondering, as this edition of the Holy Scriptures is only 15 years old. How long have we been making copies of the translations in this fashion?" "We have been using this method since the time of the apostles. Why do you ask?" "Well," continued the monk. "If this is the case, is there any possibility that some errors may have been made in the translations?" "I dare say that there may have been errors. But I doubt it as they have been copied word for word.!" "Your Eminence. Do we have the original writings, because I was told at University that I was assigned this position because I am a perfectionist, and, if possible I would like to make my copies from the original transcipts." "The writings are stored in a secure and sterile vault under St Peters Basilica. You may continue your work there, but you must be careful and aware that the manuscripts are over 2000 years old and are extremely delicate." The monk promised that he would exercise extreme caution and that he would confine his work to the vault. Two weeks later, the Cardinal asked his secretary if he had seen the monk. "Your Eminence, I believe he is still in the vault." The Cardinal decided that he should go and see how the monk was progressing with his work. On entering the vault, he came upon the monk who was slumped over his desk, surrounded by papers and sobbing his heart out. "What is wrong, my son?" asked the Cardinal. "You fools, You idiots shouted the monk. The word was celibate CELIBATE!!!!!"
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In an interview with the administrative Cardinal, he asked what his duties would be.
"My son. You will be responsible for the copying, updating and distribution to the Catholic diocese to the world of the Holy Scriptures."
"How am I to do this?" asked the monk.
"You will find a copy of the most recent copy of the Holy works in your accomodation. And you will commence your work at 06.00 tomorrow morning."
The next morning, there was a knock at the Cardinals door.
"Enter." Came the voice from within.
The door opened and the young monk entered, carrying in his arms, the latest edition of the bible.
What is it?" My son."
"Your eminence," began the monk. I was just wondering, as this edition of the Holy Scriptures is only 15 years old. How long have we been making copies of the translations in this fashion?"
"We have been using this method since the time of the apostles. Why do you ask?"
"Well," continued the monk. "If this is the case, is there any possibility that some errors may have been made in the translations?"
"I dare say that there may have been errors. But I doubt it as they have been copied word for word.!"
"Your Eminence. Do we have the original writings, because I was told at University that I was assigned this position because I am a perfectionist, and, if possible I would like to make my copies from the original transcipts."
"The writings are stored in a secure and sterile vault under St Peters Basilica. You may continue your work there, but you must be careful and aware that the manuscripts are over 2000 years old and are extremely delicate."
The monk promised that he would exercise extreme caution and that he would confine his work to the vault.
Two weeks later, the Cardinal asked his secretary if he had seen the monk.
"Your Eminence, I believe he is still in the vault."
The Cardinal decided that he should go and see how the monk was progressing with his work.
On entering the vault, he came upon the monk who was slumped over his desk, surrounded by papers and sobbing his heart out.
"What is wrong, my son?" asked the Cardinal.
"You fools, You idiots shouted the monk. The word was celibate CELIBATE!!!!!"