I can’t tell you my thrill, without any feeling of emptiness or despair, because as far as I am concerned I could just drop right now. It would make no difference to me, none whatsoever. I feel the work is done. But, for unknown reasons I must continue to tell it over and over and over. That will be told me afterwards why I still must continue after the work is done. For my work is finished, I’ve completed it. All of the scripture I have experienced, yet I am called upon to remain and tell it. But whenever that moment in time comes that I depart, it makes no difference whatsoever. Only it’s a thrill to me in this world, which is called hell, to see that we are overcoming the last enemy which is death. For death is the last enemy to be overcome. And to find in this audience people are overcoming it, over and over. It’s marvelous!379 ¶26