![]() ![]() As she closes her eyes, I - Sigma - open these eyes, now mine. And her spiritual suffering will soon be over too. The pain of her physical changes has ceased. I'm very sorry that my return means another death - but so is the higher will, so it's for the greater good. ![]() I am to comfort what remains of her mind in her body, until it fades completely. This diary has no meaning now, but I will write in this page in memory of our sister. This sickness should fade as soon as I see our dear Sigma again. Is this the result of my prayers for HER health? My hair has turned gray, but everyone tells me I look even younger than before. I'm doing a week's worth of hard work in one day. If she were here, all this blasphemy in my head would just dissipate like a cloud of black smoke. How could Sigma abandon us when I need her so? I've sinned too much. I know the Heavens will protect their most devoted daughter, but I worry still. There hasn't been any news about her for a long time. Why am I so ashamed to look in her eye? Is it because my faith is too weak? Just how much harder should I pray, how much more should I abandon to become at least a fraction like her? Any evil she encounters, however insurmountable it might seem, is is cut down by the angels she guides. Her pilgrimage takes her to the most distant lands, where she often suffers wounds so grievous that she survives only by a miracle. Her service is not in her gentle smile or kind words, but in her burning hatred for all evil and injustice. She doesn't just "believe" - she "knows". She is kind and devout her sermons are simple but so sincere. ![]()
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