"But who will be able to stand up to that coming? Who can survive his appearance? He'll be like a hardwood fire in the sugarhouse. He'll be like the strongest lye soap at the laundry. He'll take his place as a boiler of sap, as a cleanser of dirty clothes. He'll scrub the churches clean, evaporating the tasteless water from them, until they're fit for God’s table, fit to be poured on offerings of righteousness. Then, and only then, will northern New England be fit and pleasing to God, as it used to be in the years long ago."