Daisy: Just understand that the blood has to do with his love for us. This world is full of hate Lily. That's one area where there's never hate or hurt or pain. . .just love. It took me a while to learn that when my parents died. (Well don't know bout you, but don't think Lily had to wait till sunday)
Lily: I don't know either. I just don't get it. Daisy: *suddenly remembers* Wait. . .washed in the. . .Lily he's not mean. . .he's talking about his blood. You'll understand it when you go to church. Your Grandaddy can explain it better than I can.
( I'll tell you more about them later. You have a favoite?) Lily: I think it starts something like Have you been to Jesus for the cleansing pot are you washed in the blood of the lamb that's all I remember, but that's one thing I don't get. . .He sounds so mean.
Lily: if it's like what my mama used to teach me I'm glad. She used to sing this song to me. . .somethin about washed in some blood? (btw this is one of my favorites)
Lily: How do you know that? What is it with God anyway? If he loved me then he wouldn't have put me through the last years would he? (Boy. . .Daisy's havin a day)