I felt exalted, purified, lifted up. I was kneeling. I couldn't stand up, I _wanted_ to kneel. * * * * * Mother, I thrilled from head to foot. He didn't come near me, and I didn't feel I wanted to go near him. Didn't feel I ought. The Voice was like a bell. I can't tell you what he was dressed or robed in. All seemed a mixture of shining colours. No good; can you imagine what I felt like when he put those beautiful rays on to me? I don't know what I've ever done that I should have been given that wonderful experience. I never thought of such a thing being possible, not at any rate for years, and years, and years. No one could tell what I felt, I can't explain it. Will they understand it? I know father and you will, but I want the others to try. I can't put it into words. I didn't walk, I had to be taken back to Summerland, I don't know what happened to me. If you could faint with delight! Weren't those beautiful words? I've asked if Christ will go and be seen by everybody; but was told, "Not quite in the same sense as you saw Him." I was told Christ was always in spirit on earth--a sort of projection, something like those rays, something of him in every one. People think he is _a_ Spirit, walking about in a particular place. Christ is everywhere, not as a personality. There _is_ a Christ, and He lives on the higher plane, and that is the one I was permitted to see. There was more given me in that beautiful message; I can't remember it all. He said the whole of it, nearly and word for word, of what I've given you. You see from that I'm given a mission to do, helping near the earth plane.... Shall I tell you why I'm so glad that is my work, given me by the Highest Authority of all! First of all, I'm proud to do His work, no matter what it is; but the great thing is, I can be near you and father. M. F. A. L.--If we can only be worthy! You are both doing it, every bit you can. M. F. A. L.--Well, I'm getting to love people more than I used to do. I have learnt over here, that every one is not for you. If not in affinity, let them go, and be with those you _do_ like. Mother, will they think I'm kind of puffing myself up or humbugging? It's so wonderful, will they be able to understand that it's just Raymond that's been through this? No Sunday school. I treasured it up to give you to-night. I put it off because I didn't know if I could give it in the right words that would make them feel like I feel--or something like. Isn't it a comfort? You and father think it well over. I didn't ask for work to be near the earth plane! I thought that things would be made right. But think of it being given me, the work I should have prayed for! M. F. A. L.--Then you're nearer?