Lord God, "it is like a filling of your mind. You
are there, The Holy Spirit is there, you are one; all is peace, all is
joy. There is nothing that one can describe to explain its greatness.
"The Lord God jumped to his feet. "Come!" he snapped, "Come, now."
20 Moving quickly, he led Morn through the Palace to The Great Temple
that stood beside it. Morn had never been beyond The Inner Court before
the veiled chamber that held The Holy of Holies, but this time The Lord
God led him straight through, up the steps, and held apart the curtain
so he could enter. Startled priests looked on in astonishment.
21 Before Morn stood a stone structure, half-again a man's height, and
about twelve feet square. On the side facing them hung a curtain of
woven, golden mesh. The Lord God pointed to the threshold. "Put your
toes against that," he ordered, "and keep your hands at your sides.
Don't touch anything."
22 Morn obeyed and The Lord God pulled back the golden mesh. Inside was
a beautiful throne, carved of a wood Morn had never seen. The walls of
the room, the ceiling and floor, were covered with gold plates, each
carved with strange pictures. "That is where I sit," explained The Lord
God. "That is where The Holy Spirit touches me."
23 Morn cleared his mind as his mother had taught him. He reached for
the Spirit inside The Holy of Holies, and on the throne it suddenly
appeared. Morn wanted to scream, he wanted to turn and run, he wanted to be sick, all these things at
once, but he controlled those desires.
24 The thing in The Holy of Holies touched him. He did not let it feel
his fear. He did not let it know that he saw through its disguise, that
he could see it for what it really was. He only let it feel wonderment,
pride and joy, that his father let him see such a wonderful thing. The
thing believed his deception and withdrew, satisfied.
25 "Come, son," insisted The Lord God, "you've seen enough." They
withdrew back through the Temple, and Morn excused himself. Returning
to his apartment, he threw himself