A young priest and a young nun were assigned to the same church, and over time, they became very close friends.

One evening, after a long day, the nun nervously said,
“Father… I must confess something.”

The priest smiled gently. “Of course, Sister. You can tell me anything.”

She hesitated, then whispered,
“I think I’m… starting to have feelings.”

The priest raised an eyebrow. “Feelings? For whom?”

She looked down shyly. “For someone in this room…”

The priest coughed, adjusted his collar, and said,
“Well… that makes two of us.”

There was a long, awkward silence.

Then suddenly, the priest cleared his throat and said,
“But don’t worry… we’ll both pray harder and this will go away.”

The nun nodded seriously.
“Yes, Father… but just in case—should we pray together… or take turns?” 😄