Paphnutius DISCIPLES.[1] Why do you look so gloomy, father Paphnutius? Why do you not smile at us as usual? PAPHNUTIUS. When the heart is sad the face clouds over. It is only natural. DISCIPLES. But why are you sad? PAPHNUTIUS. I grieve over an injury to my Creator. DISCIPLES. What injury? PAPHNUTIUS. The injury His own creatures made in His very image inflict on Him. DISCIPLES. Oh, father, your words fill us with fear! How can such things be? PAPHNUTIUS. It is true that the impassible Majesty c
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| Year | 2023 |
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| Chapters | 6 |
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