Today I bought a book for my travel that has places to stay and things to do in the Middle East. It is a far departure from the relying upon my Father that I have been doing in the month’s past. I know not how long I shall keep it, maybe till India, maybe less, either way, I know that I need it not, for just as my Father provided me with Ichabod and Brittany and all other things in the past, he shall provide me with the necessities of the future. For words were spoken to me today from a Turkish shop owner as I walked by. He asked me what was my religion and I told him it was my own. He then asked why I was here, to spread my word to others? I replied no but to learn and yet could it not be alluding to the future as well?
For as I talk to those that I do about my return to the States, they give the same sort of words and I of course deny that it is for me to lead anyone but I must also concede that what we fight the hardest against doing is what it is for us to do.
I rest.