5/15 I felt him all that day, at every step, pushing the little globe back under me--counteracting me--resisting me--ever so gently. Those are times when you feel you must tell it, Nance--when the God-consciousness comes." "Oh, Bernal, if you could--if you could come back to do what your grandfather really wanted you to do--to preach something worth while!" "I doubt the need for my message, Nance. I need for myself a God that could no more spare a Hottentot than a Pope--but I doubt if the world does. No one would listen to me--I'm only a dreamer. |