Mackenzie upon being asked to choose among his own children who would be sentenced to hell.
"I can't do this.
You must.
I...will...not...do...this!
You must.
I can't. I can't.
I won't! he screamed, and now the words and emotions came tumbling out.
Could I go instead? Please let me go for my children, please, I would be happy to...
Please, I am begging you. Please... Please..."
"Mackenzie, Mackenzie, now you sound like Jesus. You have judged well, Mackenzie.
I am so proud of you."(p. 163)
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
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