I liked this bit:
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God had said that it was only the men who could give up their jealous selves, their futile individualities of happiness and sorrow, who would die peacefully and enter the ring. He that would save his life was asked to lose it.
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I love that last paragraph. Not the particular application to which it's put -- I just included that for context -- but the central idea. It's why I'm saying so much of what I'm trying to say -- why, even if the church WORKS as it is, we drastically need to revise what we do with it in our lives.
Anyway, I'm drained and spent. Stupid, stupid, stupid history! Danged dirty Mordred. If ever anyone needs a punch in the face, it was him. Seriously, this is worse than Gladiator (at least in that, it was Russel Crowe getting the whack). This is...Germanicus. Well...it's King Arthur. Real tragedy. Damn.
Go pick up a copy. Read it. We can share in the cursing.
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