It is, of course, fitting that I should be mistaken for a saint

I answered the phone at the convent one day a while ago. "Hi, Missionaries of Charity."

"Hi!" said a bright but hesitating young voice. "Is this... Mother Teresa?"

"Um," said I. "This is the order she founded..."

"Oh, okay!" said the voice. It turned out to be an 18-year-old, pregnant and looking for a place to stay. May God bless her, even if my blessing is not as powerful as Mother Teresa's. :)