Chapter 44 trail

trail In the mountains lived a woman and her son. He was her firstborn son and also her only son. The child died of a fever while the doctor stood helpless. The mother was so distressed that she cried out to the doctor and begged him, "Tell me, tell me, what is it that keeps him from struggling and singing?" The doctor said, "It's a fever." My mother asked, "What is a fever?" The doctor said, "I can't explain it. It's an infinitesimal microbe that invades the human body and is invisible to our naked eyes." " So the doctor said goodbye.She still kept talking to herself: "Infinitely small microbes. We can't see them with our naked eyes."

At dusk the priest came to comfort her.She wept and cried out: "Oh, why have I lost my son, my son of the head and face, my only son?" said the priest Hu, "My child, it is God's will. " The woman asked: "What is God, and where is God? I want to see God, tear my chest in front of God, and drown the blood in my heart at God's feet. Tell me, I will Where to find God." The priest replied, "God is infinite. We cannot see it with our naked eyes." Then the woman cried out: "The infinitely small, by means of the infinitely great will, killed my son! What are we then? What are we?" At this moment the woman's mother came into the room Here she comes, holding in her hand the city wrapping the body of the dead child.She heard the priest's words, and heard her daughter's cry.She put down the shroud in her hand, took her daughter's hand in her own, and said: "My daughter, we ourselves are both the infinitely small and the infinitely large; we are microbes and God's way."

The Path There lived among the hills a woman and her son, and he was her first-born and her only child. And the boy died of a fever whilst the physician stood by. The mother was distraught with sorrow, and she cried to the physician and besought him saying, "Tell me, tell me, what was it that made quiet his striving and silent his song?" And the physician said, "It was the fever." And the mother said, "What is the fever?" And the physician answered, "I cannot explain it. It is a thing infinitely small that visits the body, and we cannot see it with the human eye."

The physician left her. And she kept repeating to herself, "Something infinitely small. We cannot see it with our human eye." And at evening the priest came to console her. And she wept and she cried out saying, "Oh, why have I lost my son, my only son, my first-born?" And the priest answered, "My child, it is the will of God." And the woman said, "What is God and where is God? I would see God that I may tear my bosom before Him, and pour the blood of my heart at His feet. Tell me where I shall find Him." And the priest said, ""God is infinitely vast. He is not to be seen with our human eyes."

Then the woman cried out, "The infinitely small has slain my son through the will of the infinitely great! Then what are we? What are we?" At that moment the womans mother came into the room with the shroud for the dead boy, and she heard the words of the priest and also her daughters cry. And she laid down the shroud, and took her daughters hand in her own hand, and she said, "My daughter, we ourselves are the infinitely small and the infinitely great; and we are the path between the two."