It was 1972 when Allon first met Judas. He was twenty-eight, and a very young Priest. Due to his being in school to become a priest, as well as his pacifism, he was allowed to stay in America while the Vietnam war raged on. He had never expected to perform so many funerals within his early years of service. It never seemed to end.
There was a young man who had come to seek shelter, however, and on this very day he was reading to him a Bible verse. He didn't seem interested, but he pretended to because Allon was giving him shelter and food.
"Do you see?" Allon asked calmly, a serious expression on his face. "God's love extends to all, even sinners."
He watched his expression carefully, knowing his smile was fake.
"Yes, Father..."
There was a young man who had come to seek shelter, however, and on this very day he was reading to him a Bible verse. He didn't seem interested, but he pretended to because Allon was giving him shelter and food.
"Do you see?" Allon asked calmly, a serious expression on his face. "God's love extends to all, even sinners."
He watched his expression carefully, knowing his smile was fake.
"Yes, Father..."