Read by Martin John Chapter Eight Lydia Meets Christ Under Very Unfortunate Circumstances Do help her, Christ, Hera said. Christ leaned forward graciously. Do you understand who I am? he asked. Lydia squinted at him uneasily. Was he the old man next to her in the nursing home, a senile old coot like herself? Or was he an old Christ, such as shed never seen in pictures or read about in the Bible? In any case, she decided, he was nice; so why hurt his feelings? Youre Christ, she said, sighing. Verily, Christ answered. And I say to you that you are you, whether youre young or old or male or female at any given time. You dont have to be old and sick right now. Certainly not here. Or there, either. So turn into the image that you like best. And then maybe we can get on to dinner, Zeus muttered. But Lydia didnt hear him. she was staring at Christ. He sounded so absurdly sure. His gray-white curls quivered with conviction as he nodded his head. His brown eyes didnt blink. They wanted her to change her image so badly; she hated to break his heart. Daughter, he said. And she suddenly was a daughter in fact! That is, she was young, glowing, incredulous. youtu.be/P6Q0q1lfeSw
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