I have often been encouraged by the fact that it rained on
Hitler, that an apple tasted like an apple to him, laughter was given him,
chocolate tasted like chocolate and a rose smelled like a rose and in every way
he was granted universal goodness just like Mother Teresa. There is something so Utterly Kind about this
fact that it destroys irony and leaves only Absolute Love that so overwhelming
rises above my mind's understanding as to be only left with God, Surely and Certainly God.
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