Now, let me share with you that which was given to me a few days ago by a dear friend of mine. And you listen carefully to the symbolism in his letter to me. I’ll bring it out from scripture. He said, “It was war time. I found myself in a dilapidated farmhouse somewhere in [...], and through the window a huge cliff covered with vines, and from it came the bullets of the enemy. They were shooting at me and I was shooting at them. They intended to kill me and I intended to kill them. Then I went into the front room and there to my surprise all the soldiers of my squad were happy, and just about to go out through the front door. I warned them that they would be shot. They told me the enemy was gone. And I said, ‘My God, did I shoot them all?’ As we walked through the door, they all turned into you. And then you led me to the back of this house and to my surprise what was this cliff covered with vines from which the enemy shot at me and I at them, is now this enormous plain of wheat being harvested. In this plain, there were many who gaily harvested the wheat. I looked to the side and here was a mountain of harvested wheat. Then I said to you, ‘What are they doing?’ and you said to me, ‘They are doing the same thing today that they did this time a year ago.’ And I sensed a lapse in memory and so I said to you, ‘How long have I been here?’ You said to me, ‘Two years.’ In this I sensed symbolism, and so I asked you, ‘Did I learn anything?’ You nodded and you said, ‘Yes, how to move, and discipline.’ Then I walked back into the house and it had turned into a palace, and I was led to my quarters.”183 ¶2