A Truly Beautiful Healing.


He followed the same routine every day. His friends helped him get ready, and then they carried him here, to the temple, where they left him beside the gate called Beautiful, just in time for the three o’clock prayer service. It was the most sensible hour to come, because surely those moved to pray would have generous hearts and something to spare, even if it was just a few measly coins.
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