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By which he meant (obviously) that I had no right to call myself a tolerant person so long as I refused, out of mere Christian prejudice, to open my mind and embrace the tenets of Islam.
Such wisdom the imam possesses! I suddenly felt deeply ashamed, as I always do when I speak with him, of the mulish inferiority of our western ways in comparison with the sophistication and spirituality of his.
I fell to the floor, tears if shame burning on my cheeks. "What must I do?" I cried. "How can I expiate the guilt of my imperialist heritage, my bigoted morality, my hateful blue eyes?"
"The way is plain," said he. "First you must lay down this sham of spiritual leadership. You are a mere woman, and must not presume to teach men the ways of Allah. You must resign your bishopric."
I felt then that he understood the leaden weight I carried, and I knew that it was a relief to be rid of it.
"Then you must convert to the true faith," he said. "For there is no God but Allah, and all polytheists and idolaters are abominations in His sight."
And I understood then in my heart that the Prophet Isa of Nazareth (called Jesus by Christians), the messenger of peace, would surely be pleased if I renounced the foul doctrines of the Trinity and the Incarnation, evolutionary outgrowths of a hybrid of degenerate Greek philosophy and Jewish blasphemy, the causes of so much strife and division in the world.
"And you must become one of my wives," he declared.
I wept again then, grateful for the imam's graciousness in accepting me, a cursed American whore, into his household.
And that is the reason for my resignation. Future inquiries concerning my life and welfare may be directed to my Revered Husband.
I urge all of you to follow the ways of peace, and to obey the Prophet Isa, who would surely command you not to resist, but to submit to the will of Allah. I am grateful to Allah (blessed be He!) for leading me out of the sewer of Christian delusion into the light and purity of Islamic truth, where I have at last found my true fulfillment as a woman and -- soon, I trust -- a mother.
Blessed be He. Death to all sodomites.
p> Judith Hardanger-Hansen , br> Formerly Archbishop. /p>
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