My true Identity is so secure, so lofty, sinless, glorious and great,
wholly beneficent and free from guilt, that Heaven looks to It to give
it light. It lights the world as well. It is the gift my Father gave me,
the one as well I give the world. There is no gift but This that can be
either given or received. This is reality, and only This. This is
illusion’s end. It is the Truth.

“My Name, oh Father, still is known to You. I have forgotten it, and do
not know where I am going, who I am, or what it is I do. Remind me,
Father, now, for I am weary of the world I see. Reveal what You would
have me see instead.”