Day Eight Hundred Twenty Eight #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Already we have seen the harvest of much fruit in the tribal encampment – both in the numbers of people and in the maturity so evident in the life of Quasimo.

Elijah marvels at the advances he is making in grasping the gist of all he is teaching. And he is cheered by the fact that he puts it immediately into practice.

There is no doubt in our minds that we can safely leave him to his task tomorrow, and set off to our calling.

We shall assemble with him and his fledglings later this evening for last minute essential instructions, and for a time of corporate prayer. And for a time of leave taking. A prospect both glad and sad.

Day One Hundred Twenty Seven #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

I talked through my vision with Lyle. It was nothing new for either of us.  We just had not ever recognized a location before. That being the case we have some preparations to make. We both sense it is closer now than ever.

We are keeping it between us for now.  Lyle will broach the topic soon with the leaders of the east end. He says it will fit perfectly as a finish to his current teaching.

Kip sent word to us. The leaders of the west end are voting tomorrow about uniting behind the world authority as espoused by the young bearded man. He senses a favorable coalescence among his peers.

Confident that the Lover of our souls reigns.