In the ward, Luke woke up with a start.
After Lauren left, Luke felt that his spirit could no longer support him. He fell slumped on the bed and lost consciousness for a moment.
The bee candle in front of the icon was still burning. After passing out, Luke felt surprisingly awake.
He climbed out of bed and recited the ancient saying "Destiny".
The Blessed One recalled Lauren's inquiry and the latter's look at that time...
Luke suddenly said: "Lord, what on earth did he think of? Why does he look like that?"
He climbed out of bed, his body still weak.
Raindrops slid down the eaves and dripped onto the ground. Luke realized that it had just rained heavily.
Relying on the ancient saying "destiny", Luke somehow sensed an indescribable divine aura.
The sacred breath called Luke's faith, and the young priest walked holding on to the wall.
He didn't know what happened, but he knew that the sacred breath came from the hillside of Thunder Castle. Luke held his breath, and some unavoidable mission was calling him.
"Lauren...did Laurent do something?"
Luke vaguely captured something by relying on the ancient saying "destiny".
The leader of the Leydon people came to him not long ago, and Luke remembered that his answer was not very good.
Even far below the standard.
The reason is that he himself is also wavering.
People often waver because it is difficult for people to see the future and it is easy to fall into despair without a glimmer of hope.
And people of faith will waver.
Luke walked out of the castle step by step. He felt the sacred aura. Even if he closed his eyes, he firmly believed that he could get there.
It was as if...the Lord was guiding his direction.
Calling him over,
With all his knowledge of God, listen to the truth of heaven.
Luke's faith was touched, and he still had a high fever. He wasn't no longer dizzy, but he ignored it and felt it wholeheartedly.
A question occurred to him.
That was the question Lauren asked.
What is the value of man to the Lord?
Luke recalled his answer at that time, and was surprised that the answer was so vague.
He walked slowly, thinking.
The holy breath did not disappear, as if the Lord was giving him infinite patience.
Luke picked up all the knowledge he had about God.
“Why not a sacrifice like the gods, but a bloodless Mass?”
Luke wandered, thoughtfully, until he suddenly stopped.
The Blessed One thought of the answer.
"For sacrifice is a form of fear...men in the world fear the thunder, and regard it as the power of some god, prostrating himself upon the ground."
"The Mass does not shed blood, but allows people to listen to the scriptures and distribute Holy Communion to people. The Mass is not a fear."
What is the Mass if not a fear?
Luke thought about that answer, and he wouldn't stop until he thought of it.
During Mass, people often lower their heads, close their eyes, clasp their hands, and pray with the Lord.
Some people pray for favor, some pray for peace, some pray for gods to curse their enemies, some take this opportunity to express their feelings...
No matter who he is, whether he does good or evil, he can pray with the Lord,
In front of the icon and in the candlelight, you can find great forgiveness and comfort.
"The scripture says that evil people are no more difficult to save than good people, because even evil people can be saved by Him."
Luke immediately thought of such a verse.
And problems also arise,
Why can even the wicked be saved by Him?
This question worth pondering lay before Luke.
However, the blessed one felt the divine breath, and he suddenly found the answer.
"The Lord is the Lord who loves us."
“They are all of them, both those who do good and those who do evil, both the righteous and the wicked.”
"Thousands of people in the world, without exception, are worthy of His love."
Luke felt a shiver in his soul, and then a wave of relief.
The Lord does not make the world just by his miracles;
It is because He loves that He leaves it to man's own will.
So, back to the original question...
What is the value of man to the Lord?
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Lauren looked up at the light after the dark clouds parted.
It was like a miracle, bright and dazzling.
Above the sky, there seemed to be a figure covered in light.
Everyone present looked at the light behind the dark clouds and felt unparalleled shock throughout their bodies.
Is that the Lord?
The Lord is always watching us!
The weapons in the hands of the Camillians were thrown away one after another. They hurriedly clasped their hands together, either in true piety or in a show of hospitality. Thousands of them looked up to the sky and shed tears.
The king was illuminated by that light.
He was shocked, as if he had suddenly returned to the ice and snow.
At that time, he was seriously injured, but he heard the voice of the Lord and was saved.
Does He want to punish Himself?
Are you being ungrateful for questioning?
"Lord, that man is a blasphemer! Let that pagan king go to hell!"
I don’t know who was the first to shout among the Camillians.
Then, the Camillians recalled their hatred for the Leedonians, looked up at the light, and all agreed.
"Lord, we are not to blame..."
"Forgive us, God, and let those people receive the punishment they deserve!"
"It is he who is blasphemous, not us."
...
The Camillians recalled the misery of the past many days, recalled famine and plague, and became uncontrollably agitated, venting their hatred without reservation.
They prayed to the gods and cursed the blasphemous Redon leader,
High on the hillside, Lauren looked directly at the light.
The Leiden people behind them came back to their senses, still fearless, clenched the swords in their hands, and focused their attention on the king.
The king took a step forward.
He walked up the hillside again, and under the unanimous gaze of the Leden people, his back remained erect even under the light of God.
Then the king stopped where he was questioning God.
The breeze came slowly, no longer the same as before in the storm.
People believe in all kinds of gods. Many times, people don’t know what they believe in, just like people often don’t even know what they are thinking.
"Lauren, king of the Leydon people."
"You have asked me for revelations and miracles countless times."
Lauren was shaking all over.
He heard the voice again.
At that time, no god responded to his prayers. Only the Lord promised him a miracle. Let him save his life and get up from the snow.
As a mortal, it is undoubtedly ungrateful for me to ask such a bold question now.
Wang held his head high, thinking that his question was outrageous.
At this moment, He will definitely punish Himself and let Him, an ungrateful person, suffer death.
Even with this thought, Lauren's belief remained.
"Lord, are you going to use your mighty power to make us surrender?!"
"Now without your miracle, we still have our own will!"
Lauren replied loudly.
The human king looked up to the light, and he insisted on his faith. He could not be afraid of any great power of the gods.
"I was trapped in a fog before, begging all the time. You tortured me like this, do you think I will surrender to you until death?!"
"Lord, if you had conveyed your will earlier, I would have believed in you, and maybe I wouldn't be where I am today."
Lauren raised her head to the sky and asked again.
His fists were clenched, ready to accept his own death.
The king expected to encounter God's wrath.
However, he heard such words.
"What you did is exactly what I want to see."
God said so.
Laurent was stunned.
"What..."
"You said you were in a fog."
God’s voice is gentle and gentle, seeming to soothe the soul,
"Now you have cleared away the fog, abandoned the fear of the gods of the past, and you have found the meaning of human beings."
"This is not a revelation or a miracle from me, but from you."
Laurent froze.
He originally thought that God would be angry and punish him, and he would be thrown into the Nine Rings of Hell.
But he never thought that what he would receive would be these words.
"Why...why? Is this your revelation? Why don't you show me a miracle?"
God just asked rhetorically,
"But would you have thought like this before?"
"Not begging for my miracle, but coming from your own heart?"
Lauren stood in the light as the dark clouds parted.
Not long ago, he had questioned the gods there, and now he was in great shock.
Not only Lauren, but the Camillians who cursed and reviled Lauren, and the Leiden people who supported the new king, all looked at the sky and felt indescribable shock.
Laurent was still puzzled, and the anger in the king's heart had not yet been completely eliminated. He stared at the source of the light.
He opened his arms and asked God: "But why do you want us to suffer like this? Are you indifferent to the world?"
"Isn't it easy to ignore the world?"
God silenced the king with just one word. He continued:
"If I ignore you, I will prevent you from going to hell or heaven after your death, and your soul will just disappear."
What is accumulating in Lauren's heart? He still has countless questions, and his indignation has not yet been let go.
When he was about to speak.
God just said: "I know whatever you want to ask."
Wang's eyes widened, feeling incredible.
Then, Laurent calmed down and listened quietly.
"I have never ignored the world."
"The world holds the oracle in high esteem and builds tens of thousands of temples."
"You attribute your victories to God, and you attribute your defeats to God. It is as if you were powerless without God's providence."
Laurent's hands trembled and he clenched his fists, unable to help but recall the past.
They always fight in the name of a certain god, kneeling in front of various temples, demanding sacrifices for victory and defeat.
But,
Prone in front of various temples, what is the meaning of human beings?
Lauren stood quietly.
He was deeply in shock. He had no idea that He was such a God.
God looked at him and saw what was in his heart.
He knows what the person in front of him is thinking, far better than he knows.
Just as mortals cannot stop the thunder and lightning in the sky,
Laurent could not help but recall those legendary epics spread across the land...
It is often someone who is chosen by a certain god, receives a mission, and then writes a song or poem...
God gives man a mission and writes it into songs and verses...
But among the thousands of epic poems, isn’t there a place for the world’s people? !
"But is there anything more worthy of praise than the words "I do"?!"
God says so.
The words fell from his ears, and Lauren trembled all over.
Wang raised his head and looked at the source of the light...
Human desire is to travel from near to far, to climb from the ground to the sky. It sometimes involves ignorance, but is so fearless that it often requires all the strength of the body and encounters all kinds of obstacles.
Abandon your fear and fear, even abandon your mortal body, when you are about to give your life, when you are about to die, when you are in despair,
Do you still have enough strength...
Raise your arms and shout: "I do!"
Lauren looked at the light. He slowly took off the crown from his forehead, placed it on his hand, and looked at the sky with human eyes.
He understood,
People have their own value and meaning.
Thousands of epic poems can't beat the words "I do"
The Lord’s revelation is not cold or indifferent;
Mass is not another kind of sacrifice...
It’s about realizing it yourself and willing it yourself!
Laurent was stunned.
He is God,
But it emphasizes the meaning of human beings.
Beneath the hillside came Luke the Blessed.
Luke raised his head and looked directly at the miraculous light, stunned.
Not long ago, while mourning in despair, he saw the light of God.
The young priest looked at Lauren, who was standing high up in the sky. He was standing in the light of God, his shadow was very long, and he was motionless.
Luke saw from the ancient words "destiny" that this man once fiercely questioned God, but now he was shaken and comforted by God's words.
"Gospel..."
Luke felt strength rising in his throat.
“This man brings the gospel of the Lord!”
The Blessed One pointed at Laurent and said, deeply moved.
The dark clouds completely dispersed, and the miraculous light slowly passed away until it disappeared before everyone's eyes.
Both the Camillians and the Laytons present were shocked by the sight before them, and they will never forget it.
Luke no longer felt dizzy, as if the fever had left him unknowingly. He lifted his feet and slowly climbed up the hillside.
Laurent couldn't come back to his senses for a long time, and whispered softly:
“Man has value, and this is his value to the Lord.”
When Luke heard these words, he saw the direction of the story from the ancient saying "destiny".
The young priest walked slowly and slowly until he reached Lauren.
Lauren turned around and looked at the man.
"Let your old faith, your fear of God, die,"
The man told words that would be passed down through the ages,
"Because you gave birth to true faith from your questioning voice."
Tears flowed from Lauren's eyes, and his body was covered with the rain from before. The tears intertwined with the rain and dripped on the miserable and shining crown.
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, but they all got stuck in his throat.
Lauren's clenched fists unclenched,
Finally, it is combined into one sentence:
"I am willing to listen to such a belief."
In later generations, an unnamed stone tablet recorded the epic story of man and god in words and murals.
The Camillians, who believed in the true religion, laughed at the king and hated him.
Under the king's questioning, the Lord appeared after the storm.
The Camillians begged God to punish the king and begged the Lord to save them from suffering.
They don’t understand God’s meaning, let alone why they live.
When the Camillians heard the king's questions at his coronation, they hated the Ledenites, who were still pagans.
However,
What the Lord wants to see has always been:
"All these things in the world must be decided by the people themselves."
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