Heretics book 3 - The Apocryphile Press

THE KINGDOM :: 369
“Do you renounce all those things that might distract you
from the love that fills your lives—the love of God, and the
love of one another?”
“Yes,” they agreed.
“Do you trust in Jesus Christ to save and protect you?”
Jamie spoke up, “I trust you, Father Dylan!”
“Well, that’s fine,” Dylan said, “Ah’m just a little part of
Jesus. How ’bout it, parents?”
“Yes,” they all said together.
“Waal, I reckon that’s good enough,” Dylan turned to his
housemates and addressed them, “Will you who witness
these vows do all in your power to support these people in
their lives of faith?”
“We do,” answered Terry, Susan, Mikael, and Brian as
one. “We do,” Kat said, a heartbeat later.
Dylan motioned for Jamie to hop down and come close to
the altar with him. She slid from Jack’s grasp and walked up
to the high table, barely able to see over the top of it.
“Lookee here,” Dylan said, showing her the crystal pitcher
of water. “What do you think is in there?”
“Water?” Jamie asked, chewing on the back of her hand.
“Holy water,” Dylan said. “Special, magick water that
protects people.”
“Oh, for crying out loud,” Jack Estudillo whispered.
Emily slapped him on the gut.
“Let’s say a special prayer over the water, okay?” He
picked Jamie up in his left arm and held her against him.
With his right he lifted the pitcher.
“God, you are truly awesome. In the beginning your spirit
moved over the face of the deep—that’s the waters, little
one. In the time of Noah—remember the ark?—water
washed clean the face of the earth, so that there were no
more icky people. Then, when Moses came along, God parted
the Red Sea, and all the people of Israel walked to safety