Lame man, believing

There have been rumors at the templeof the Master coming here; they sayhe is the son of God, who helps the sick,that he could even heal someone like meborn only to a life of begging, bowing"Thank you, sir," dependent on sad charity.

At least a rumor is relief from tediumand hunger, but such bold assertions—could they possibly be so?Of course I am acquainted with the tidesof prayer. Have I not said it is our Godwho guides the fishing boats, bringssummer wheat to harvest, tends eachshepherd with his flock?

March 13, 2006
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