A great wind had blown passed me as I set upon my father’s shoulders; He grinned with such pleasure – all He wanted to do was be with me! I could hear the voices of mysteries within the balls of light among the Field Dreams! Each one containing the very beginning of eternity; as if it had its own grasp upon the fabric of reality within the dimensions of life! The father looked at me and said, “Each dream I give is a gift for you to see into eternity – holiness is eternity. Holiness is in the DNA of your spirit.”
