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257 pages, ebook
First published December 5, 2023
There was one cure for grief. You see the body; you mourn.
He paused. “I need to change God.”
Maryam felt a calm, but a calm that restrained something that swelled within her. “God cannot be changed.”
“It’s people who can’t be changed. They live lives like dragonflies, all planned for them and over with before they can think. No. It’s God who must change. God must learn.”
“God.” Maryam was not at all bewildered. She almost felt as though the words had come out of his mouth only moments before they would have come from hers. “God is perfect.”
“Seen as a whole, outside of time, yes. But trapped here, God is in time. Do you think a being
can be perfect if it cannot learn? Learn how to pity? Learn how to forgive?”
The Son whispered. “I can’t understand it all. But God does not have to do things in order. Here, my dying and its dying with me creates the sympathy. The forgiveness. The understanding that it is horrible to die. And what’s horrible about it is. Is that each time someone dies a part of the universe dies too. And so over time, whole peoples go – their songs, stories, wisdoms.”
“I must die. So that God lives through the death and so changes. And so God will let you all live in the spirit.”