The doorbell rang. I got up to answer and found two young girls sitting in the hot, mid-day sun on the wall outside the church where my office was located. The one sitting nearest to me asked if there was a priest inside the Church. I explained that no priests were here today and asked if I could help. She asked for a bible. I told her that we had quite a few in my office. “I want the real one!” she said. “They are real,” I replied “I want the original one.” She demanded. Rather than attempt to explain how we came across our scriptures I diplomatically asked her…