And what are you who live within the world except a picture of the Son of God in broken pieces, each concealed within a separate and uncertain bit of clay?
Be not afraid, my child, but let your world be gently lit by miracles.
And where the little gap was seen to stand between you and your brother, join him there. And so sickness will now be seen without a cause.
The dream of healing in forgiveness lies, and gently shows you that you never sinned.
The miracle would leave no proof of guilt to bring you witness to what never was.
And in your storehouse it will make a place of welcome for your Father and your Self.
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