The world is a powerful, powerful stream, causing so many to be pulled away from the safety of my presence. I watch my children pulled by a thousand attractions that absorb them from morning until night. They hardly turn their minds to me and while giving their hearts to so many trifles. They spend every moment searching for what passes away.

They seek this pleasure or that moment of entertainment, the countless moments when their minds are absorbed by the media and the technology. Their spirits are dry and superficial. I cannot get a hold on their hearts. They are slipping away from me – not slowly but quickly, not a few but many. Oh, my sorrows!