East Freybach, United States, Jonew, Brooklyn.

Brooklyn is one of the least safe suburbs in the city of York, and from Freybach Avenue to the east, it's all a traditional black neighborhood, filthy and xenophobic, with few people of all colors entering.

The low, cluttered church in East Freybach is a low, clagged and disjointed movie theater from other tall, ornate churches in the city of York, and at best a community church.

The vast majority of the people who haunt this church are dark-skinned blacks living in nearby neighborhoods, and even the pastor who presides over the church is an old black man in a black priest's robe.

Today is not a Sunday, but it is very different from a normal day, in the small church, whether it is the chairs of the original movie theater, the aisle next to it, or even the small open space in front of the podium, it is all densely packed with black people, men, women and children.

But, unexpectedly, even with so many people sitting and standing here, the whole church was very quiet, and the black believers, who had been all in a mess during worship and prayer, were now all shutting down.

Only, without exception, their eyes were wide open, staring at the very front, where the screen had been removed and a statue of the Great Cross of the Passion of Jesus was placed.

Specifically, below the statue, next to the worship pulpit, the old black priest in black priest's robes, and a little black girl with braided hair lying on a long table covered with a white tablecloth.

Next to them, there was also a young black couple, the man was sturdy, with tattoos on his arms, and the woman was fat and had fluffy hair, but the expressions of the two were the same, all of them looked at the little girl on the table with a worried face, their faces were full of tears that had already burst out of their eyes, and their mouths kept muttering: "Prys, Prys......"

But the face of the old black pastor was very calm, he held the cross pendant on his chest, looked at the little girl in front of him, and his voice was warm and confident: "Brothers and sisters, God loves the world, God has always been by our side, silently caring for us, let us pray together, and exchange our piety for little Linda's health!" In exchange for this child's future! ”

At the sound of his voice, all the people in the church clasped their hands and interlocked their fingers, and began to pray towards the cross at the front.

Time passed little by little.

Suddenly, there was a small exclamation from the praying crowd.

Everyone's eyes widened and their mouths widened.

I saw a faint light on the hands of the old black priest, and with his gentle caressing, the original blood stains on the little girl's forehead on the stage gradually disappeared, and the original wounds began to heal little by little......

It was only about a minute before the light on the old black priest's hand vanished, and he raised his hand, wiped the sweat oozing from his forehead, and looked at the little girl on the table again.

I saw that the wound on the little girl's forehead had completely disappeared, and the entire forehead was smooth.

"Uh-huh......" The little black girl made a faint sound, her eyebrows moved, and she opened her eyes.

She half-sat up, looked at the large field of fanatical eyes below, the loving old priest next to her, and finally stopped her gaze on the other side of her parents who were hugging each other with a surprised face.

"Daddy!" She cried out, and with a frightened cry, she climbed off the table, threw herself into the arms of her parents, hugged them, and wept.

"Praise be to God!" The old black pastor raised his hands in the air.

"Praise be to God!"

"Praise be to God!"

"Praise be to God!"

……

The voices in the church were continuous, wave after wave, agitated and fanatical, like a tsunami.

After cheering for five minutes, the old black pastor raised his hand again and suppressed the noise.

He exhaled, "God loves the world, and the world should love God, and all God wants is your piety and your dedication!" In this way, they will bless us and love us until the end of the world! ”

After saying that, he turned his head and looked at the young black couple next to him with a grateful and excited face: "God needs your piety!" ”

The couple looked at each other and immediately knelt in front of the huge statue of the cross, clasped hands together and prayed.

"No, it's not piety." The old black priest interrupted them in a gentle voice.

In the incomprehensible gaze of the husband and wife, the old pastor first looked at the black husband with tattoos: "God wants you to be better!" As far as I know, you're from the Red Turban Gang, helping them deliver those marijuana, go to Queens, sell it to the students there, those kids? ”

"Yes." The young black man bowed his head, a look of shame.

"God wants you to leave the gangsters, leave crime, find a decent job, and support your family in a proper way!" The old priest spoke earnestly.

"Yes, Pastor Bruce, I promise!" The young black man looked up, tears in his eyes, and his voice was firm.

Hearing the assurance, the old priest looked at the black wife who had exploded his head again: "God also wants you to be able to change your ways!" Stop your theft! ”

The chubby black wife opened her mouth, but she didn't say anything.

"You're only twenty-two years old, and you can also get a job and use that legitimate income to compensate the convenience stores you have stolen!" The old priest was equally earnest.

"I promise! I will compensate them, and I will definitely compensate them! The black wife also couldn't cry.

After persuading the two, the old priest looked at the audience again: "God loves us, we are all children of God, white-skinned, dark-skinned, yellow-skinned, we are treated equally, I don't want us Some are robbers, some are thieves, and some are depriving others of their lives!" Hopefully, one day, when we actually see him, it's in heaven! ”

"We should also love God, dedicate our piety, and dedicate our faith! Go and pray for love! As we all know, we have been angry and let us leave us for so long, so long...... However, this time, everyone can see that we have finally forgiven us! Now it is so close to us, so close, so much love for us, so much......"

……

At the end of the temporary service, everyone stood up and left the church, and many of them had red eyes and faces that had not gone away......

When the crowd dispersed, not far from the entrance of the church, a car with reflective film on the window opened the door, and two people in suits and leather shoes and two white-skinned white people stepped down.

They walked into the church, which had quieted down and there were not many people, and met the eyes of a few black people who had not yet left and looked curiously, walked past the rows of tables and chairs, and walked to the old black pastor who was moving the table on the stage.

They pulled their credentials out of their bosoms and said in serious voices, "FBI, Pastor Bruce, we want you to come with us." ”

As soon as their voices fell, several black men who had remained in the church and had not yet left gathered around, they were men and women, but all of them had serious faces, and several tattooed black men even put their hands in their clothes and waists behind them.

Obviously, in the face of the black people who came around, the two white agents were also nervous, and their hands were all on their waists.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"Don't worry, God loves the world, God will bless me, they will not hurt me." Fortunately, there was no trace of panic on the face of the old black pastor, his voice was still calm, he pressed down with his hands, and motioned for everyone to get out of the way: "Okay, let's disperse." ”

With a look of unwillingness, a warning ferocity, the black people who gathered around slowly dispersed, revealing a narrow passage, and watched the two poor agents and the old priest walk out of the church. 2k reading web