She said, “I sat up in bed and wrote these words as I heard them come from the depths, ‘Like a handkerchief you absorb the truth, rather than accept it.’” Then, she said, “I addressed the voice who was speaking and I said, I do not know what you mean…and I do not remember what we were talking about. And then I lay back on my bed and again I fell asleep. Instantly, in my dream now, I found myself holding a handkerchief in my hand and my nose was filled with mucous. So I put the handkerchief to my nose and I blew; and I looked, and the handkerchief had absorbed all the moisture. Then I found another handkerchief in my hand; it was clean and dry. I opened it. As I opened it, a marble was dropped into the handkerchief. The handkerchief accepted the marble, but it couldn’t absorb it. Then the voice said to me, ‘This is the will of God.’”337 ¶4