I AM HERE. Your grandmother.

I feel that I must write to you before you stop. I am so amazed at the great assurances that you have received as to your being called to the great work of the Master that I cannot let you retire without telling you what a blessed man you are!

Of course, I knew that the Master had chosen you, and the writings that you have received do not add one bit to my knowledge. But the thing that surprises me is that all these exalted spirits should come, one after another, and declare to you the fact that you have been chosen.

Certainly you cannot doubt in view of what this multitude of witnesses have said. I don’t quite understand why so many should have come to give you this assurance, unless it be that they wanted you to start into this great work with a faith that admits of no doubt; and, to ensure that faith they saw to be necessary, they concluded that this great and cumulative testimony should be given to you.

My dear son, I feel that you have been blessed above other men now living, and that the great favor which has been bestowed on you is one that very few mortals have received.

So, I tell you that we all thank God and praise His Goodness for what He has done for you.

You must not think that God had nothing to do with this selection, for He is the Great Father; and Jesus, the great son, consulted Him, as has been told me.

Jesus is, himself, all-powerful and wise and good, but also humble and loving. And he is very close to the Father and seeks His Advice and Guidance, as when on earth.

So, you see that our Master, while supreme in this Kingdom where the redeemed live, still realizes that he needs the Help of his Father. This is true and will be true during all eternity.

(Yes, and compared to him, I am so unworthy!)

Well, you are right. But you must not think of your own unworthiness.

So, believe!

(Who do you think might be assigned to help me in this work?)

I think that it will be the most wonderful band of spirits that has ever existed, except that band which watched over and protected Jesus from his birth to his death.

So, my dear son, I must stop now and will say that I am

Your own true and loving grandmother,

ANN ROLLINS.