Sunday, April 19, 2015

Chapter Twenty Three



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Words spoken:

“But let us not forget that it was a woman’s transgression that brought all of these events to pass, and that from now until the end of days Woman is marked with the taint of that original sin.  Were it not for the frailties of women, we would all be dwelling even now in paradise.  Were it not for the frailties of women, we would be sitting even now at the Lord’s right hand, as the most exalted of creatures.  As matters now stand, however, our condition does not differ from that of any other beast, in that we must toil, and suffer, and persevere to the utmost of our abilities.

        “It is true that God gave Woman to mankind, so that she might be a helpmeet to him.  I would not dispute this fact.  Our sisters in Christ are to be treasured, and to be certain, man took part in his own downfall.  No demon placed a sword to Adam’s throat, and commanded him to eat of the forbidden fruit.  No, Adam did so in his innocence, and surely in so doing he also transgressed.  But the blame upon Eve is not a thing to be forgotten, neither is the stain of that sin so easily tempered by repentance and prayer.  As I stand here before you, women, know that I am a man of God and your brother in Christ; and know also that I pray for each of you, and that it is my sincerest hope that you hold to the ways of the Lord, so that you might keep holiness before you.

        “It has come unto my ears that there has been sinning in our midst.  Yea, even unto the steps of this very Church, the citadel of our faith and our refuge from the persecutions of the land we left behind.  It has come unto my ears that one of our number has sinned, and has caused others among our number to likewise fall into error.  It has come unto my ears that some of you – even now, in your thoughts – profane the holy institution of marriage, and have sought to satisfy lusts and covetous emotions.

        “I will not speak the names of these transgressors, though they are surely known to you all.  I will not speak of the guilt they bear, and of how far they have fallen from God’s grace.  I will speak only of their dire need to repent, before the hour grows too late.  For our God is a just God, and while He is forgiving, He is also just.  Mark these words well, you women, for as one of you falls away from righteousness, so much closer to Hell do your steps take you.  Cleave not unto the ways of the savages that inhabit the forest hereabouts.  Cleave not unto the sin of Eve, who failed to heed the Lord’s commandment.  

        “God knows your doings, and God will find you out.  Think not that anything is done in secrecy, for even in the darkest place, the Lord is there.

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EXT.-BACK TOWARDS THE OTHER SIDE OF THE ATLANTIC…

Words overheard.

He was a poor man, and he was not meant to hear that speech.  They would have closed the doors against him were it in their power to do so.  As it was, they could only glower at him as he wandered in among all the other invited guests.  They knew his reputation.  

He had been seen in the company of the speaker’s wife.  There was that one time, when they had seen him enter her carriage.  There was that other time, when he was seen in her company at the theater.  There were many other instances.  There were many other occasions.  The gentlemen gathered there were employed in businesses and burdened with responsibilities that took them up and down the length of London, and it was not possible that the interludes between this lowly man and the speaker’s wife could have avoided the attentive gazes of them all.

It was a commonly acknowledged scandal.  More scandalous still was the fact that her husband was either not made aware of it, or else he chose not to notice.  There was much speculation as to the husband’s awareness of the situation or lack thereof, and the wives of all those gathered gentlemen took to discussing the scandal at every occasion, much to the discomfort of more genteel sorts of folk.

Words spoken:

“Quite ridiculous, I think, these strivings after a God that no one has ever seen.  We have our philosophers to thank for dispelling that particular myth, though its death-throes have been prolonged over-much.  Man has no need of God, and is to be accounted in this age the master of his own destiny.  God?  What is God?  Nothing more than a fairy tale, and what is more, a fairy tale that no longer amuses.”

Words overheard.

The peasant crept closer to the center of the room, so as to hear the debate better.  He could still taste her, and the smell of her perfume had crept all over his tattered clothes.  He was a handsome man, this one, and might dare things above his station.  He was a man to be careful of, a man driven to do desperate things, and moreover a man whose movements none could predict.  They all kept their eyes upon him as he shouldered through the crowd, knowing his open secret.

Words spoken:

“But in the consideration of this unfortunate individual let us not forget that it was Man’s transgression that brought all of these events to pass, and that from now until the end of days, women are to be held blameless, for it is the generations of men – men who have come before, men long dead and since enshrined in words – who are pulling the strings.  They drag an angry God behind them.  They set up idols to Him in the shadows of Ararat.

        “I know this because I was there.  I know this because I have seen it all myself.  I might have been the man wearing her perfume.  I might have also been his nemesis.”

Words overheard.

        And then forgotten.

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