I wrote a lovely seed

That which was from the beginning, which we have heard, which we have seen with our eyes, which we have looked upon, and our hands have handled, of the Word of life…

My dear child. Her voice spilled gently into the room. Child, do you not know that the prayer of faith shall save the sick? You are sick in your carnality, child. You must confess your faults that ye may be healed. Confess and reject your grasping for the sins of the body.
And Sister Margaret began to weep, there in the darkness before the Abbess. Her shoulders shook in contrition. Mother Superior remained, watching the young woman with love in her face, but not moving toward her. Lady Wisdom had taught her to let the Holy Ghost’s riving do its own work in a novice; imposing her sympathies on the girl would only distract from the weight of confession.
The weight of confession. The purity of a life lived in words expressed one to another, so that in the physicality of expression each sister might sense the very physicality of each of her spiritual sins. The Abbess thought of the body of sisters that she led. Morning to evening they lived together as open books. Entrance into the Abbey was like the quiet aperture of a story just begun, a novice on her knees choosing to know and be known. By this she hoped to know Christ.
But every man that hath this hope in him purifieth himself, even as he is pure. Sister Margaret, confess your sins, for he is faithful and just to forgive us our sins. Be cleansed of all unrighteousness. This is a true and faithful saying. But she trembled as she felt her words strike their own chord. Who was there to hear her confession? Who would know her carnality? Who would be her Savior?
For whosoever is born of God, his seed remaineth in him. Her soil had rejected the healing for the sins of her eyes, of her hands, and of her mind against the body of Christ.
And she fingered the cross resting on her habit between her breasts.
Note: This is a story my fiction-writing professor liked. Comment if you have suggestions for making it better.