Enoch writes:
Rufus and Clarissa returned for more provisions for Elijah (yes, I know Lyle’s real identity).
Pray we will soon be together and be about our work.
Enoch writes:
Rufus and Clarissa returned for more provisions for Elijah (yes, I know Lyle’s real identity).
Pray we will soon be together and be about our work.
Enough writes:
I am Enoch, seventh from Adam.
Enough writes:
I was present, but not there. I shared in everything, but unseen.
I no longer ask why not.
‘Twas the reward for faith.
Enough writes:
Lyle has attained the summit. He stands with four others, arranged around a sixth at their center.
The Sixth in brilliance as the sun.
Enough writes:
Saw Lyle stumble to his feet in the clear light of day.
Encouraged to see him continue on.
Wonder if he knows he’s not alone.
Enough writes:
I stare at the mountain all day long. And the more I look the closer it appears to me.
I see figures climbing towards the summit.
Enough writes:
The mountain rests a good way off. A strong desire within me longs to strike out for it immediately.
But the Spirit says, “No.”
I will obey.
Enough writes:
Dreamed last night that I was standing at the edge of the oasis. The sun was rising, but so was a rock from the floor of the desert.
Enough writes:
My fever, or whatever it was, broke this morning.
Much more steady in body and mind now.
Am feeling more invigorated having washed off the sweat of my torment.
Thankful.
Enough writes:
Scattered thoughts. Hard to focus. Need a drink of water.
Feel I should run away, but cannot.
Drowsy. Close my eyes and I am in a panic.
Couldn’t force myself awake.