In the same letter the friend reports a threefold dream in which a robed man with a gilt-edged book and a quill or scythe, like Father Time, insisted his birthday was not the 19th of September 1927; Neville answers him with the 87th Psalm and tells him he has been born from above.

In the same letter the friend recounts a threefold dream in which a man in a white robe with a gilt-edged book and a quill or scythe, like a cartoonist's Father Time, insisted his birthday was a day other than 19 September 1927; Neville answers him by pointing to the 87th Psalm and tells him he has been born from above.

Another woman writes to Neville of a dream of a little shaggy white dog lying submerged in her unstocked fish pond, happy to be there, and Neville interprets the dog as the symbol of faith — Caleb, the hound of faith — and the water as the psychological meaning still to be turned into wine.

Neville shares a letter from a friend who revised the words of a complaining woman in his office until she was happily dating a perfect gentleman.

Ray Leigh wrote that a woman in his office complained there were no decent eligible men, so he revised the conversation twice in one day and six weeks later she spent twenty minutes describing the marvellous man now dating her.

A lady wrote to Neville describing two dreams — one of passing Point Conception thirty miles back off the California coast, and one the next day of standing beside a clay-coloured, dead shell of herself joined by an umbilical cord to an infant she held — and he interprets her birth from above as imminent.

Neville retells a vision, told about a week earlier and now extended by a new letter, in which he appeared to a young mother, gouged out his eyes and pressed them into hers, showed her his transparent head containing all living things, and called her Brother; her letter reports a radiant golden man walking out of her and a voice saying he is two weeks away.

A friend present today wrote him a letter this week describing how, at nine, an Ouija board answered 'Christ' when he asked who he was; the high-church Episcopal ministers educated him out of what they called a neurotic sin, until one night, praying for absolution, a great vision of the altar descended on him.

He reads a letter from an ordained Unity minister who dreamed of losing her purse in a department store and recovering it minus thirty dollars and the card of her ordination, and interprets the thirty pieces of silver as the price paid for Truth.

He reads a letter from a lady whose imagined check for a $62 car repair returned as a $68 referral commission, and who was given a $100 bill by the neighbour whose small son she had housed for five weeks, paying off an $87 upholstery bill.

Neville read a letter he received that day from a friend describing a healing vision: in the dream the friend healed a large number of people in seconds, mostly of non-physical troubles, and then experienced healing his own father -- lifting him professionally from obscurity to being, by his own account, 'the outstanding one in all the Western states' in his field. Neville framed it as a professional rather than physical healing and connected it to the Book of Job, whose fortunes were restored a hundredfold once he turned from himself to pray for his friends.

A friend of Neville's present that night wrote to him about a vivid dream in which he healed an enormous number of people and was shown a name in a book he could not bring back to the surface, spending the whole night diving and forgetting; the same friend had lifted his own father from low man to top man in his profession.

His friend Jan visited Pittsburgh and taught her childhood friend Betty to imagine playing a Baldwin organ; an unexpected $3,500 from her father's estate and a sale price let her buy it, and when a $1,700 roof estimate followed Jan reminded her the principle is one, not forty case histories.

Ray Leigh had put off writing a news review for his associate's client; hearing the Monday appointment set, he imagined his associate saying at five o'clock that it was just fine, then wrote four pages effortlessly and the associate said exactly that.

Neville asked his Los Angeles audience to send him their visions; a lady of about his age reported a dream of being told she had passed Point Conception thirty miles back, which he interpreted as her conception of the Holy Spirit, and three weeks later she dreamed of finding a light-blinded doorway and a babe in a basket she knew was her own son, who smiled at her.

Neville says he has spent the last few months telling this friend that he has already been born from above, and that when the angel of the Lord stood before the friend to persuade him he was born, he denied it.

A friend sent Neville the June issue of Harper's Magazine, which carried the story of Captain Dale Norte, who as a school project wrote an essay titled "Captain Dale Norte Has Been Court-martialed" giving the place and time, and years later in the Air Force was court-martialed, sentenced to a year of hard labor and discharged.