When I was a child, Grandma used to have me stay over some weekends with her when Grandpa worked midnights. Behind their house, was a cottage Grandpa had built for his disabled sister and her "caregiver." The caregiver claimed to be annointed. These two women had lived together for forty years, and were like a married couple. I always wondered! Anyway, the annointed sister was really scary to me, as a child. She had a wart, and was really sour and nasty, and I thought she looked like a witch. She made catty, mean comments about people, including Grandma, in her sly silky voice. They were just a wierd pair, and I dreaded the mandatory visit to say hello to them when I went to Grandma's.
Grandma didn't like them either, and muttered comments about their odd ways. She wasn't too keen about them always wanting her to cook a big meal and deliver plates to them in the back. She'd tell me just to get the hello over with so we could watch TV. I definitely never felt anything especially spiritual about Sister Annointed Caregiver.