Tell Him I Hate Him To His

Healing Comes From The Healed; Not From The Physician.

Only You," He Said, So Softly I Could Barely Hear Him. "to Worship Ye With My Body, Give Ye All The Service Of My Hands. To Give Ye My Name, And All My Heart And Soul With It. Only You. Because Ye Will Not Let Me Lie--and Yet Ye Love Me.

With That Height, Plus A Face Of An Ugliness So Transcendant As To Be Grotesquely Beautiful, It Was Obvious Why She Had Embraced A Religious Life--christ Was The Only Man From Whom She Might Expect Embrace In Return.

Ye Are Blood Of My Blood, And Bone Of My Bone, I Give Ye My Body, That We Two Might Be One. I Give Ye My Spirit, 'til Our Life Shall Be Done.

Forgiveness Is Not A Single Act, But A Matter Of Constant Practice