"When he talks he lifts
his headtoward heaven, but at the same time, his thoughts are crawling
like snakes through your pockets.
"He addresses you as beloved
children, but his heart is empty of paternal love, and his lips never
smile at a child, nor does he carry an infant between his arms.
"He tells you, while shaking his
head, 'Let us keep away from earthly things, for life passes like a
cloud.' But if you look thoroughly at him, you will find that he is
gripping on to life, lamenting the passing of yesterday, condemning
the speed of today, and waiting fearfully for tomorrow.
"He asks you for charity when he has
plenty to give; if you grant his request, he will bless you publicly,
and if you refuse him, he will curse you secretly.
"In the temple he asks you to help
the needy, and about his house the needy are begging for bread, but he
cannot see or hear.
"He sells his prayers, and he who
does not buy is an infidel, excommunicated from Paradise.
"This is the creature of whom you are
afraid. This is the monk who sucks your blood. This is the priest who
makes the sign of the Cross with the right hand, and clutches your
throat with the left hand.
"This is the pastor whom you appoint
as your servant, but he appoints himself as your master.
"This is the shadow that embraces
your souls from birth until death.
"This is the man who came to judge me
tonight because my spirit revolted against the enemies of Jesus the
Nazarene Who loved all and called us brothers, and Who died on the
Cross for us."
Khalil felt that there was understanding
in the villagers' hearts; his voice brightened and he resumed his
discourse saying, "Brethren, you know that Sheik Abbas has been
appointed as Master of this village by Emir Shehab, the Sultan's
representative and Governor of the Province, but I ask you if anyone
has seen that power appoint the Sultan as the god of this country.
That Power, my fellowmen, cannot be seen, nor can you hear it talk,
but you can feel its existence in the depths of your hearts. It is
that Power which you worship and pray for every day saying, 'Our
Father which art in heaven.' Yes, your Father Who is in heaven is the
one Who appoints Kings and princes, for He is powerful and above all.
But do you think that your Father, Who loved you and showed you the
right path through His prophets, desires for you to be oppressed? Do
you believe that God, Who brings forth the rain from heaven, and the
wheat from the hidden seeds in the heart of the earth, desires for you
to be hungry in order that but one man will enjoy His bounty? Do you
believe that the Eternal Spirit Who reveals to you the wife's love,
the children's pity and the neighbor's mercy, would have upon you a
tyrant to enslave you through your life? Do you believe that the
Eternal Law that made life beautiful, would send you a man to deny you
of that happiness and lead you into the dark dungeon of painful Death?
Do you believe that your physical strength, provided you by nature,
belongs beyond your body to the rich?
"You cannot believe in all these
things, because if you do you will be denying the justice of God who
made us all equal, and the light of Truth that shines upon all people
of the earth. What makes you struggle against yourselves, heart
against body, and help those who enslave you while God has created you
free on this earth?
"Are you doing yourselves justice
when you lift your eyes towards Almighty God and call him Father, and
then turn around, bow your heads before a man, and call him Master?
"Are you contented, as sons of God,
with being slaves of man? Did not Christ call you brethren? Yet Sheik
Abbas calls you servants. Did not Jesus make you free in Truth and
Spirit? Yet the Emir made you slaves of shame and corruption. Did not
Christ exalt you to heaven? Then why are you descending to hell? Did
He not enlighten your hearts? Then why are you hiding your souls in
darkness? God has placed a glowing torch in your hearts that glows in
knowledge and beauty, and seeks the secrets of the days and nights; it
is a sin to extinguish that torch and bury it in ashes. God has
created your spirits with wings to fly in the spacious firmament of
Love and Freedom; it is pityful that you cut your wings with your own
hands and suffer your spirits to crawl like insects upon the
earth."
Sheik Abbas observed in dismay the
attentiveness of the villagers, and attempted to interrupt, but
Khalil, inspired, continued, "God has sown in your hearts the
seeds of Happiness; it is a crime that you dig those seeds out and
throw them willfully on the rocks so the wind will scatter them and
the birds will pick them. God has given you children to rear, to teach
them the truth and fill their hearts with the most precious things of
existence. He wants you to bequeath upon them the joy of Life and the
bounty of Life; why are they now strangers to their place of birth and
cold creatures before the face of the Sun? A father who makes his son
a slave is the father who gives his child a stone when he asks for
bread. Have you not seen the birds of the sky training their young
ones to fly? Why, then, do you teach your children to drag the
shackles of slavery? Have you not seen the flowers of the valleys
deposit their seeds in the sun-heated earth? Then why do you commit
your children to the cold darkness?"
Silence prevailed for a moment, and it
seemed as if Khalil's mind were crowded with pain. But now with a low
and compelling voice he continued, "The words which I utter
tonight are the same expressions that caused my expulsion from the
convent. If the lord of your fields and the pastor of your church were
to prey upon me and kill me tonight, I will die happy and in peace
because I have fulfilled my mission and revealed to you the Truth
which demons consider a crime. I have now completed the will of the
Almighty God."
There had been a magic message in Khalil's
voice that forced the villagers' interest. The women were moved by the
sweetness of peace, and their eyes were rich with tears.
Sheik Abbas and Father Elias were shaking
with anger. As Khalil finished, he walked a few steps and stopped near
Rachel and Miriam. Silence dominated the courtroom, and it seemed as
if Khalil's spirit hovered in that vast hall and diverted the souls of
the multitude from fearing Sheik Abbas and Father Elias, who sat
trembling in annoyance and guilt.
The Sheik stood suddenly and his face was
pale. He looked toward the men who were standing about him as he said,
"What has become of you, dogs? have your hearts been poisoned?
Has you blood stopped running and weakened you so that you cannot leap
upon this criminal and cut him to pieces? What aweful thing has he
done to you?" Having finished reprimanding the men, he raised a
sword and started toward the fettered youth, whereupon a strong
villager walked to him, gripped his hand and said, "Lay down your
weapon, Master, for he who draws the sword to kill shall, by the
sword, be killed!"