"Josar, forgive me for interrupting, but Abgar has sent a servant from the palace for news of you and this man who has arrived from Jerusalem."
"You are right, Marvuz, my joy at seeing my friend again has made me forget that the king expects word from us. He will wish to meet you and honor you, Thaddeus, because Abgar has abandoned the pagan practices and believes in one God, the Father of our Savior. And the queen and court also profess faith in Jesus. We have built a temple, a small one, without adornments, where we meet to ask God's mercy and speak of the teachings of Jesus. I have written down everything I remember of what I heard, but now that you are here with us, you will be able to speak to us of the teachings of our Lord and explain better than I what Jesus was like and how he died to save us."
"Let us go, then, and see the king," Thaddeus said, "and on the way you shall tell me the news. Merchants brought word to Jerusalem that Abgar had been healed of his disease after touching the shroud of Jesus. You must tell me of that miracle done by our Savior and how the faith has taken root in this city."
Abgar was impatient. The queen tried to calm him. Why were Josar and Thaddeus taking so long? The sun was high above Edessa, and they still had not arrived. The king was eager to hear the disciple of Jesus, eager to deepen his knowledge of the Savior. He would ask Thaddeus to stay in Edessa forever, or at least for many years, so that every citizen might hear from his lips other stories of Jesus, in addition to those that Josar had recounted. It was sometimes difficult for Abgar, king of that prosperous city, to understand some of the things that the master had said, but his faith in the man who even after death had healed him led him to accept them all.
He knew that many men and women in the city were displeased by his decision to put aside the gods the people of Edessa had worshipped since the beginning of days and to put in their place a god with no image, who had sent His son to earth to be crucified-a son who, despite the torments he knew awaited him, had preached forgiveness of one's enemies, who preached that it would be easier for a camel to pass through the eye of a needle than for a rich man to enter the kingdom of heaven, while the poor might enter freely. Many of Abgar's subjects continued to worship the ancestral gods in their houses and went up into the mountains, into caves, to make libations to statues of the moon god, Syn, and other gods.
He, Abgar, allowed them to do this; he knew that he could not impose a god upon his people, and that, as Josar said, time would convince the unbelieving that there was but one God.
Indeed, it was not that his subjects did not believe in the divinity of Jesus; it was that they believed him to be another of many gods. In this way, they did accept him, though without renouncing the gods of their fathers.
As they walked toward the palace, Josar told Thaddeus how he had felt the need to take the grave cloth of Jesus, even knowing that none of those at the tomb would dare to touch it. Thaddeus nodded at his friend's explanation. He had not realized that the shroud was missing; indeed, he had forgotten about that piece of cloth until news reached him that a miracle had occurred-King Abgar had been returned to health. It had surprised and amazed him, although all the followers were accustomed to the miracles that Jesus wrought.
Thaddeus then explained to his friend the reason for his visit:
"Thomas always remembers you with warmth and affection and recalls your pleading with the master that he journey to Edessa to heal your king. He remembers, too, that the master promised to send one of his own. Thus, after learning that the shroud had healed Abgar and that you were spreading the teachings of our Savior, he asked me to come here to serve you as I might and to help you. I shall remain as long as you need me, and I shall help you preach the words of Jesus to these good people. But someday I shall have to depart, for there are many cities and many men and women who must be taught the true words of our Lord."
"Do you wish to see the shroud?" Josar asked.
Thaddeus hesitated. He was a Jew, and the law was the law-it was the law of the Savior as well. Still, that piece of cloth brought to the tomb by Joseph of Arimathea so that the body of Jesus might be laid to rest in it seemed impregnated with the powers that Jesus once had. Thaddeus was not sure what to say or do. He hardly knew what to think.
Josar saw the dilemma of his friend, and he squeezed his arm in friendship.
"Be not troubled, Thaddeus. I know the law of the Jews, and I respect it. But for us, the citizens of this ancient city, a grave cloth is not an impure object that must not be touched. You need not touch it, or even look upon it, but simply know that Abgar ordered a fine ark to hold the shroud be made by Edessa's most skilled artisan and that it is in a safe place, guarded by the most trusted members of the king's personal guard. The shroud works miracles-it healed Abgar and it has healed many more who have come to it with faith. You should know that the blood and sweat of our Savior produced an image of his face and body in the cloth. I tell you, my friend, that as I look upon the shroud I see our master and suffer the very torments that the Romans inflicted upon him."
"I shall ask you to show me this grave cloth someday, Josar, but I must first seek within my heart to know when it shall be."
They arrived at the palace, where Abgar received them warmly. The queen, at his side, was unable to hide the joy she felt on meeting a friend of Jesus.
"Welcome to you, friend of Jesus and our own," the king greeted Thaddeus. "You may remain in our city as long as you desire, where you shall be our guest and want for nothing. We ask only that you speak to us of the Savior, that you remember his words and deeds, and I, with your permission, shall bid my scribes to listen carefully to your words and write them down so that the men and women of my city and other cities may know the life and teachings of our Lord."
Thaddeus accepted the king's invitation to remain in Edessa, and during all that day and part of the night, with Josar always close by, he recounted to the king and his court the miracles done by Jesus. When it came time to rest, he accepted only a small room with a bed in a house near that of Josar, and he refused, as Josar had upon his return from Jerusalem, to have any slave to aid him.
And as the days and weeks passed, he spoke with the king so that Josar might be his scribe and write down all the things he remembered of the life and words of Jesus.
10
NEW YORK WAS FLOODED WITH SPRINGTIME sunlight-it was one of those perfect days that came so rarely. The old man tore his eyes from the morning splendor pouring through the windows as he turned to answer the ringing telephone. The communications system in the office was configured for absolute security.
"Yes," he said firmly into the receiver,
"Number one is moving."
"No problems?"
"They're still using the same contacts as before and the same routes, and it all looks clear for them. The police haven't turned up."
"What about number two?"
"He leaves tonight. Number three, tomorrow; he'll be moved directly, in a truck carrying screws and bolts. He's the one who's most on edge."
"I'll speak with our people in Urfa today. We have to know how Addaio is reacting and what he's going to do."