“Max, I finally have a moment by myself to think about my visit to Kerrville. Thank you again for your kindness to Annie and me, and for all your time. I made notes this morning of the things that touched me. There were many. I think I was expecting a powerful presence, but what I experienced was very sweet and gentle, like a soft warm rain. I saw in my mind as I was falling asleep last night the garden from the west with heaven open above it and backlit in golden light was so much sparkling glitter falling like snow, pouring out over the edges of the clouds and covering the hill top. So beautiful. Hard to describe… Even for me. So grateful to you Max, and Sherry, for all your work and faith and perseverance. It is sheer joy to be a part of it.”