The Word

Here is the Word by which the Son became His Father's happiness, His Love and His completion. 

Here creation is proclaimed, and honored as it is. 

There is no dream these words will not dispel; no thought of sin and no illusion which the dream contains that will not fade away before their might. 

They are the trumpet of awakening that sounds around the world. 

The dead awake in answer to its call. And those who live and hear this sound will never look on death.

What is meaningless is neither good nor bad. Why, then, should a meaningless world upset you?
If you could accept the world as meaningless and let the truth be written upon it for you, it would make you indescribably happy.

But because it is meaningless, you are impelled to write upon it what you would have it be. It is this you see in it. It is this that is meaningless in truth. Beneath your words is written the Word of God. The truth upsets you now, but when your words have been erased, you will see His.