“Father, the truth belongs to me. My home is set in Heaven by Your Will
and mine. Can dreams content me? Can illusions bring me happiness? What
but Your memory can satisfy Your Son? I will accept no less than You
have given me. I am surrounded by Your Love, forever still, forever
gentle and forever safe. God’s Son must be as You created him.”

Today we pass illusions by. And if we hear temptation call to us to stay
and linger in a dream, we turn aside and ask ourselves if we, the Sons
of God, could be content with dreams, when Heaven can be chosen just as
easily as hell, and love will happily replace all fear.