Even in dreams

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I say,Father.I’d like a blessing
So would I!
But I have sinned.
What a surprise!
I stole a loaf from a shop in town because I had no money.
You might make your own bread in future.Have you got an oven?
No, we live in a caravan.
That must be hard
Well,we are used to it but people won’t give us work like sharpening knives and they must need it after all the crimes we read of.
You could join a religious order and get free food and clothing
Say, that’s a good idea.I’ll ask my wife.
Oh, you can’t bring a wife
Well, what shall I do with her?
Get divorced
But I am a Catholic!
Well lose your faith,get divorced and  then become a  Catholic again and apply to the Jesuits.
Why them?
They enjoy that kind of reasoning.Tormenting other’s minds and their own
Well,I don’t.I want to confess to unfaithfulness
What, in a caravan?
Yes, it was a dream.But the Bible says we are responsible even for thoughts
I’d take that with a pinch of salt.We all dream  of others who share our sexual desires
You can’t prove we all do
No, but it seems  quite likely
God made us like this to procreate.Even in dreams
Well for your penance buy your wife some flowers or steal some!
I say,Father,That is naughty.
Even God has a sense of humour though it’s getting weaker.
Oh,dear.