And I awoke from that dream, as the church bells rang, and stretched in that cold pew. And I saw that the church walls rose up around me as walls had ought to do, and I strongly suspected that any rainwater pouring out the mouth of a gargoyle would have fallen down upon the earth as it should have. Outside, blessed God, I saw the sun shining through the colored glass. There Jesus stood by the well, and the woman said, “When the messiah comes, he will explain everything to us.” “I am,” says Jesus, “the one speaking to you.”
The Church
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