God speaks to Julia in her journaling: Daughter of Love and Mercy, You were in the crossfire of a very serious problem that had arisen in that church. There was contention and strife already present even before you entered. Just as you learned yesterday from your old friend as she spoke of an experience her husband had while talking to the pastor of your old church and how the pastor told your friend's husband that his church was not a democracy but a theocracy, so no one was allowed to voice their opinion or even have a say in any matter but the pastor and that only the leadership was allowed to do the stuff. This is what I call control and authoritarian leadership.

No I’m not going to whisper. I want everyone to hear this Mark. I want to know why you all think you have to grovel when you talk to me? Am I really that bad?

You’re pretty scary. And anyway I’m pretty bad. You know the drill God. You’re righteous, I’m not. You’re holy, I’m wicked.

Who told you all that?

God it’s 16.15hrs. I’m making good progress. In an hour I’ll be dropping anchor at Slipper Island off the coast of New Zealand. We’re right on course, right on time. What a great day! The Alderman’s rising out of the sea far off to the North East. They’re a grumpy, serious council of islands leaning over the horizon to watch me approach. Over behind us to the South West Mayor Island lies long, low and cloud capped. This is awesome God. Say something.

Mark I want you to tell people that the purpose of these conversations is to enthuse them to listen to me. Not to you. But to me.  I want them to hear less from you and more from me.