“Mr. Birdwell," he asked, "how're you grounded in regard of religion? I have no mind to shake any belief of yours." "Grounded deep enough," Jess said, "so's nothing thee can say will matter." "When I's a child," Eli said, "I believed as a child but now I've come to maturer thinking." Jess looked into old Eli's eyes. they were like the screens a man sets across his windows, reflecting nothing, but hiding whatever lies beyond from sight. "God's only begotten son," said old Eli, leaning across the fence rail in his earnestness. "Why only one, Jess Birdwell? Why only one? And why a son? Whyn't a daughter? Something fishy there, Jess Birdwell, and the more you think on it, the plainer it becomes. Something mighty fishy.” Begotten SonOutside The LinesConsidering SalvationDoubting DoctrineOne Right Way Book:The Friendly Persuasion: A Classic American Saga of Family, Faith, and Love in the Revolutionary Era Source: The Friendly Persuasion: A Classic American Saga of Family, Faith, and Love in the Revolutionary Era