Near the end of the summer, one sunset, Peneenan looked into the sun, seeing it without burning his eyes. It spoke to him, and for a lack of better words, it evoked in his heart a skipping. And again for a lack of better words, it left him delirious, though that is not the exact correct description. However, the wording I use holds true, just as though Peneenan was looking into the sun, darkness was being illuminated at a rate that the mind could hardly comprehend. And it was at this time, that Peneenan found himself in a rest that only One God could give. His rest was as the rest of God, which He had before He spoke His Word and created. This rest was a rest that occurs, with knowledge still, and an understanding of communication, even though it still exists without words. And this is the same rest that is spiritual, by which knowledge of a person is intimate and not yet describable in words. And though words do hold a great amount of intimacy, this spiritual rest, as it still flowed and moved, offered freely the ability to possess what is not commonly known. This is the rest that contains the issues of the heart, and which is all holy, no matter what words may be spoken in haste, or in darkness that is not yet manifested into light and words. This being true, just as God first called the darkness good. Without that darkness which is good, there would be no life. Because the life of God stems beyond man's complete understanding, as if man could actually be God; and so this rest occupies the knowledge by which we receive revelation, as what is not yet known is made known to us. When all things are made open, as with the complete-ness of knowledge at the end of the age, there will be no darkness, and the consummation of this does not mean that there will no longer be revelation and or secrets. But it means that we will go from light to light, not having to constantly make the connection within ourselves that relies upon the existence and salvation from the darkness that is not good, as all were sinners after the fall. And so the unique and peculiar rest of God that I am speaking of is as a plant that is inside of us, which grows on it's own, unto which we are still connected. Just as the parable of the seed says that the seed grows into the crop on it's own, without the farmer's constant attention. We race, not yet having the completed knowledge, as we overcome evil darkness. But the seed of God that is both Spirit and then Word grows inside of us, granting autonomy in every fashion, so that we are even found to will what God is willing in us. Therefore the understanding that says that we must work by the sweat of our own brow is the darkness that shall never come to life. For our works manifest out of our foundation of rest, bearing fruit in every autonomic way. In this, we may be made complete and possess the everlasting fruit of self-control. Our actions are as the rest of God which is glorious and hidden by God, to also be found in glory through seeking whole heartedly. Our actions and works are spiritual ones, which contrast the saying of walking the talk, as our works are made manifest even before the spoken existence of word and creation. These musings and revelations are from the diary that Peneenan held after having met the 3rd angel. And they are of Christ, the Word of God, who existed before the foundations of creation, though this rest which is before words differs than the rest that God rested on the seventh day.

It was on this night that Peneenan came into meeting the love of his life*, who would be the recipient of his testimony of bridegroom. Her name was Delia, and Peneenan first met her after being prompted by a force of love, which brought him together to her, as from the rest and action that exists before words. After meeting her, Peneenan stated that this rest before words was the manifold wisdom of God, being a revelation of what existed in God's foreknowledge.

God has magnified His word above all His name, showing that the intimacy of God, love, and of His Word, only grows more and more, as the rest God rested on the seventh day came after the rest He had before the spoken Word.

Now Delia was given, by her father, a blessing. He named her “The Maiden of Mood.” One may think such a name to involve things of witchcraft, but Delia was pure, though she still did craft, her craft being encompassed by God’s wisdom. Delia always made supplication. She always involved herself with the little things. And she was able to always provide a foundation by which a blade of grass would not become broken, or by which a flame may not become quenched. She spoke in such a way, that she offered forgiveness, love, acceptance, and the promisings* of intimate dreams and visions. And she was exceedingly beautiful in all of her ways. One great way that Delia and Peneenan were destined for each other, is in how she accommodated him, though one might not think such a phrasing to be romantic. The things which were not yet manifest in her, were the things that were already securely sealed in Peneenan. And the things which were not yet manifest in Peneenan were already securely sealed in Delia. These things containing the knowledge of the past, present, and future. And so Delia and Peneenan were able to draw water from each other’s depths, bringing out the creek that was in them, to flow as an eternal river.