“We aren’t afraid.”
“I have enough to eat...time to pray.”
“We need you.”
He bowed in prayer.
To be born anew...that is our hope for mankind.
I went away embittered. Think of it, I left a comb and some bread and fruit for a great man, a man of God. As I walked through the night I heard and re-heard those words:
“May the Lord bless thee and keep thee, the Lord make His face to shine upon thee and be gracious unto thee; the Lord lift up His countenance and give thee peace.”
Peace inside stone walls.
When shall John and I meet again?
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