praying. Thinking of God made him think of one person: Dr. Dan Henson, a man he knew would be a major problem moving forward. He knew Dr. Henson would lead the movement; if people got out to protest against Dwight and his defense, it would be because Dr. Henson rallied the troops. In the last year, when Ben thought of God, he thought of Dr. Henson, and he didn’t like how awful it made him feel.
Sympathetic, though only halfway willing, Ben replied, “Sure, Deb. Let’s pray.”
They all bowed their heads. Ben looked around the room at his staff, all of whom seemed to be taking the prayer a lot more serious than he. He bowed his head, and silently prayed for about thirty seconds.
Lord, I know you’re good. I know deep down you’re not Dan Henson. But it’s so hard for me to turn your way when all I see is him. Grant me freedom from this, oh Lord. Please. I need you to show me you are different than him and the people here.
Suddenly, all Ben could think of was the second piece from Requiem, entitled "Kyrie." After praying to himself, he felt compelled to share the translation aloud.
“Lord have mercy, Christ have mercy, Lord have mercy.”
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