A nun and a priest were stranded deep in the desert after their camel suddenly collapsed and died.
Their food was gone.
Their water was almost gone.
Days passed under the burning sun, and neither had any idea whether they would ever be rescued.
One freezing night, they sat close together beneath the stars, trying to conserve what little warmth they had left.
The priest sighed.
“Sister…”
She looked at him.
“I don’t think we’re going to make it.”
The nun lowered her head.
“Neither do I, Father.”
There was a long silence.
Then the priest nervously said:
“Before we die, there’s something I’ve always wanted to see.”
The nun raised an eyebrow.
“What is that?”
He hesitated.
“Your…”
He stopped.
The nun waited.
Finally, he awkwardly finished:
“Your hair.”
She stared at him.
“My hair?”
He nodded.
“I’ve never seen it uncovered.”
The nun smiled.
“After everything we’ve been through, I suppose that’s harmless.”
She removed her veil and let her hair fall over her shoulders.
The priest stared for a moment.
“Beautiful,” he said.
The nun smiled.
“Thank you.”
Then she looked at him.
“Since we may not survive the night, there’s something I’ve always wanted to see too.”
The priest swallowed.
“What?”
She pointed at his chest.
“Your hair.”
“My chest?”
He nodded awkwardly.
“Yes.”
He opened his robe slightly, and the nun took a curious look.
She stared for several seconds.
Then suddenly her eyes became enormous.
“Father!”
“What?”
“I just realized something!”
The priest leaned closer.
“What?”
Her face suddenly lit up.
“If that’s what I think it is…”
The priest’s heart raced.
“Yes?”
The nun pointed toward the horizon.
“…then that isn’t a camel!”
The priest spun around.
In the distance was a vehicle slowly approaching through the sand.
He jumped to his feet.
“A CAR!”
The nun started laughing.
“We’re saved!”
The priest grabbed her hands.
“We’re alive!”
They began shouting and waving wildly.
As the vehicle approached, the priest turned to her and laughed.
“All this time, I thought we were having our final conversation.”
The nun smiled.
“Father, apparently the real miracle was having terrible eyesight.”
And just like that, their funeral plans became rescue plans.
