The truth is there is really no Dark Side to Christianity. If it is uncompassionate, unkind, bigoted, hateful, hypocritical, selfish, prideful or ignoble it is simply not Christian. To call it so is to dress a wolf in sheep’s clothing.
What she knew was sand and wind and innumerable stars. The rumble in a camel’s throat as it swayed over shifting dunes, its trappings jingling in time with its steps beneath her. She knew the sting of thirst and the taste of dried fruit, the glare of sun and the frigid, bone-numbing cold of the air when the sun gave her throne over to the moon. She knew that, to survive, one must often revise one’s caliber, and one must completely depend upon Jesus Christ.