No one will turn you away from the door. No one will say, “You are not welcome”. No, I will hear your tiniest knock, your softest touch upon the door of my heart. I will open and see you, trembling and afraid. I will say “Come in. I have your place all prepared”. You will see all the others I have gathered, so similar to yourself, sinners but all gathered together by the Woman, all rejoicing because they never thought they could enjoy the privilege of being God’s child. Yet, they find this hidden identity within themselves, something written on their hearts. “a child of God made in his image and likeness”. No one knows what they have been through until they tell their stories. Then, all see that the stories are so familiar, exactly like their own story. I will recount them giving a sense of what happens.

The stories all begin with a happiness, a joy. However, this joy is cast aside. It is misjudged as of little importance and other things are taken up instead. The person becomes fascinated with these false goals and soon they are wandering far astray, losing their way, following an illusionary goal.

Then they hear a voice within, reminding them of what they were and the way they used to be. Then they hear a voice saying “I will be with you. Turn back.” This voice leads them to the door. They recognize the door so well. It is where they used to worship the Father. It is the door of goodness. “Dare I go in?” they ask. “How can I ask for entrance after all I have done”? Yet, the attraction is so great, that they approach and knock. I am standing there. When I speak they recognize my voice, the voice that said “I will be with you, turn back”. Yes, O reader, you once lived in great innocence but you have wandered after false lights. By these words, I urge you to return to your first innocence. Regain the joys of a good conscience. I will be there to make sure that the door opens.