even after death & dirt
The Holy Gospel according to St. Luke! Normally she cherished such calls. Now that her husband had passed, every phone call her daughter made was a treasure. Suddenly, though, the phone was heavy in her hand. Suddenly, though, this conversation was by no means a treasure. This mother couldn't believe what her daughter had said, what she had heard... So it was when her only-daughter made the announcement to the congregation that news finally sunk in. Her legs stuck to the ground, her head felt as it it were deep underwater with tides pushing her this way and that, and all around her a terrible roar. This widow wondered if the world itself had been turned upon itself. "I have a brain-tumor that will eventually take my life," her daughter had said to the congregation. "I'd like your prayers." It wasn't right, burying her daughter - it should be the other way around, the mother thought... But so it was, that someone in the congre...