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            “Thus the dead was brought to life again; thus the lost was found.” 
                   —A Narrative of the Lord's Wonderful Dealings with John Marrant
  
  The moment in which a mother cannot see her son, but a man 
  sitting in the son-shaped space whose presence she feels
  and fails to fill with grief’s ceaseless weeping. She tears
  at the sight of not-him: an impossible figure as foreign
  as the words of Christ-prayer tumbling from his son-
  shaped frame. The moment in which the man needs a miracle 
  to un-die, to recover his body from the lore of wolves and woods.
  He regards himself a witness for God, but isn’t God the sole witness
  of truths left yet untold? He stands before those who have made him
  a stranger, an intruder, a dead man until proven brother: the hunter
  and his king, the youngest and her kin. The moment they become 
  indelibly linked through him—family by name, by blood, by faith—