“Suddenly, his efforts and determination to avenge his friend’s death seemed petty indeed, compared to what Yahweh might be prepared to do. “Have I stood in Your way all this time?” he asked, amazed. “Your hatred has. Only as you have clung to it have you, also, blocked My way.” For a long time Jonathan remained silent. “I do not know that I can let go. I have held it for so long.” “How much of your nightmare was true?” “None,” he had to admit. “Hatred always lies.”
