Across the operating table from the nun stood a surgeon. They had worked together for years. As they operated, the doctor would often look up at her quizzically and say, "Funny, Sister, but in all our operations we've never yet found a soul, have we?"
The nun always replied simply, "We'll find yours before you die, doctor. You can't get away. I'm praying for you."
To which he had a stock answer,"You'd better save your prayers for someone that's a possibility. I'm not."
He left for a holiday, and after the lapse of a few days the word came back to his hospital that he had suddenly been taken violently ill and had died. The nun went to the chapel and made her great act of faith.
"I'm sure, dear Lord, that you saved his soul. At the end you gave him the faith." and she added, "But could you let me know for certain?"
God did. After a few hours the word came. He had been taken to a hospital run by nuns; he himself had sent for the priest. He had been baptized, had received the last sacraments, and died.
- Daniel Lord
Source: from the Book 1000 Stories you can use (Volume Two) by Frank Mihalic, SVD *775
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