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BAGHDAD, CITY OF DRAGONS It is good that our church has been desecrated, our beloved St. George’s Anglican Church in Baghdad, where the loving kindness of God can befriend even dragons, where strength pours down like ointment; the mind clears, trust grows like an oak in the soul, and the snarling beasts within lie down; sleep through the prayer of Consecration; as, in the north transept, the verger’s cat, which sat under the stove through the violence, the looting, slumbers again. It is good that we, too, have been desecrated with the poor, the maimed the broken people, their bombed Mosque; it is a sign given to us, the wounds of the Living Christ embracing us, the urgent whisper “There is much love needed”, when we step from the narthex to the rubble and sporadic gunfire from the angry, unloved dragons in the magic city of Baghdad. :Harold Macdonald
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