Father of ours, Son of Cronos, King of Kings, I preach to you that sometimes, no matter how much faith we have, we lose people. But we never forget them. And sometimes, it’s those memories that give us faith to go on. It has been twenty years since the beautiful and intelligent Penelope, the gracious daughter of Icarius, has cast her eyes upon her long lost husband. Though she has strenuously grieved over his …showed first 75 words of 505 total…

…showed last 75 words of 505 total…the circumstances I believe the only choice she has is to remarry and start a new life instead of grieving over the past. I have a deep indignation aroused in my heart over this situation and I beg of you to hear my plea for the “reason is that the view we mortals take of this earthly life depends on what you, the Father of gods and men, send us day by day.” ------------------------------------------------------------------------ **Bibliography**