It is Christ’s grand design, like a scattering of seeds. Every forest, lane, and village, every town and city and unswept alley of the kingdom, her mother has explained to her, is covered in such seeds of misery, so the only thing to do is to learn to accept the pain. Accept and submit to God’s will, whatever you lose. She, Joan, doesn’t speak this language. What’s more, she does not want to learn.
