On Resurrection Day your body testifies against you.
Your hand says, “I stole money.” Your feet, “I went where I shouldn’t.” Your genitals, “Me too.”
Your lips, “I said meanness.”
They will make your praying sound hypocritical. Let the body’s doings speak openly now, without your saying a word, as a student’s walking behind a teacher says, “This one knows more clearly than I the way.”
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