My father hated lying the same way he hated blindness. Have I told you this before? He used to regard it as cowardice or as a rejection of reform. I bring back memories of my father from a distant past. I make him seem as if he is attached to God and His mind. Were my father’s thoughts from the mind of God? I think he had got what he knew about God from things read by his Church in the congregational prayers and from people who love God (from my mother, for instance). He was unable to read by himself. I asked him once: “why do you say that lying is a rejection of reform?”. He said: “in general, people lie out of fear of one thing, or in rejection of another (of goodness and reform, for example)”. He looked at me before proceeding: “memorize these words: lying is a malignant disease that resembles a curtain under which lies dormant an ocean of sins”. Today I understand very well why my father had few friends. True friendship consists of courage, truthfulness in everything. May God preserve your fathers, and have mercy on those of them who have preceded us to the land of Truth!
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