Purpose is not that far my child---it's just a journey's walk.It is the One at the end of the journey,it is the end of the journey, and it is the journeyitself.And when you thirst, do you not drink?And when you are cool, do you not warm yourself?and when you are weary, do you not rest?And if you need meaning, should you not reach out?I said out! My child, out! In all simplicity those in need reach out and receive beyondthemselves.He's at the end of the quench, and the relief of the warmth, the satisfaction of a rest, and thesalvage of a soul.

I am bundled in the warmth of the price and the purchase, and its solid completion, as in royal robes-- marvelous these royal robes!These robes are authority that can decree that trouble, sin of my heart,and the deceptive obstruction of willand reasoning be sent to banishment.