At a small parish in rural New England there lived a priest, and several
nuns. One day, one of the older nuns was noticing that the rugs in the
church were beginning to fray. She went to the priest and told him,
"Father, I believe your rugs need to be replaced soon."
The priest thanked her for bringing it to his attention, and told her that
he thought that she had been there long enough to refer to church property
as 'our' not 'your.'
Several days later, the same nun noticed that the hedge needed to be
trimmed. She again went to the priest and told him, "Father, I've noticed
that your...I mean our hedge needs to be trimmed."
The priest thanked her for again bringing something to his attention and
this time asked her if she had seen his watch that had gone missing. She
said she hadn't, but assured him she would look for it.
A few days later the parish received word that the bishop would be coming
for a visit. The entire parish was busy readying the church for the visit.
On the day the bishop arrived, the same nun came down the front stairs
yelling, "Father! Father! I found your watch!"
The bishop said, "How wonderful my child. Where did you find it?"
After saying hello to the bishop, the nun turned to the priest and said, "I
found it under OUR bed."