12.18.23
Do not cry, my child. Soon you will be at my celebration. I hear your cries and soon you will rest. My people have prayed and cried out to me in every generation, but none like this. I have not forgotten you.
I have hardened the hearts of the evil ones. I will cause them to become dumb and foolish when the hour is at hand. I know that my people are fearful of what will happen, but you cannot fear. I hear your heart, and while it sings for my arrival, it also mourns. Do not fear the evil, I will cause them great mischief in their heart and their mind to be lost, they will fall before you.
Soon your heart will be merry. The place I have set for you is glorious. Do not bother your mind with thoughts of how will it end and where you will be. Do not weep for those who will be lost, do not cry for the life you live. Rest my child, soon you will hurt no more.