 If Jesus can turn water into wine, then a junkie can resurrect as a saint. Maybe you have not come to the altar with succubites from Satan up and down your arms, taken the fellowship wherever you could find it, blown blood through a horn, shot up with the devil, and felt him ejaculate in your veins. When man is at his weakest, faith has a perfect pitch. A. Van Jordan, reading his poem, St. John Coltrane, African Orthodox Church, from his book Rise.