Convent Fire
There was a fire one night at a convent, and several retired nuns who lived on the fourth floor were trapped up there. They were praying for the Lord to show them a way out of the fire when one of the sisters screamed, “We need to take off our robes, tie them together and climb down to safety.”
Later, as they were recounting their narrow escape to reporters, they were asked if they had been afraid that the crude rope might break. “Oh, no,” they said. “You see, old habits are hard to break!”