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           ThinkingthatnolandneededtheseedofGodsomuch,hedecidedtostayonforanotherweektoChristianizebothcircumcisedandgentile,legalizeconcubinage,andgivethesacramentstothedying.Butnoonepaidanyattentiontohim.Theywouldanswerhimthattheyhadbeenmanyyearswithoutapriest,arrangingthebusinessoftheirsoulsdirectlywithGod,andthattheyhadlosttheeviloforiginalsin.Tiredofpreachingintheopen,FatherNicanordecidedtoundertakethebuildingofachurch,thelargestintheworld,withlife-sizesaintsandstained-glasswindowsonthesides,sothatpeoplewouldcomefromRometohonorGodinthecenterofimpiety.Hewenteverywherebeggingalmswithacopperdish.Theygavehimalargeamount,buthewantedmore,becausethechurchhadtohaveabellthatwouldraisethedrowneduptothesurfaceofthewater.Hepleadedsomuchthathelosthisvoice.Hisbonesbegantofillwithsounds.OneSaturday,notevenhavingcollectedthepriceofthedoors,hefellintoadesperateconfusion.HeimprovisedanaltarinthesquareandonSundayhewentthroughthetownwithasmallbell,asinthedaysofinsomnia,callingpeopletoanopenairmass.Manywentoutofcuriosity.Othersfromnostalgia.OtherssothatGodwouldnottakethedisdainforHisintermediaryasapersonalinsult.Sothatateightinthemorninghalfthetownwasinthesquare,whereFatherNicanorchantedthegospelsinavoicethathadbeenlaceratedbyhispleading.