The heart is the dwelling place for eternal mysteries

Verily I say, this is the day in which mankind can see the face and hear the voice of the promised one. O friend, the heart is the dwelling place of eternal mysteries. Make it not the home of fleeting fancies. Waste not the treasure of thy precious life occupied with this swiftly passing world. I know not, O my God, what the fire is with which Thou didst light the lamp of Thy cause. Protect us, bless us, support us. Make us such as we shall follow only the pathway of truth that we may become rich enough to dispense with all save Thee. Praised be Thou, O my God… O Son of Spirit, my first counsel is this: posess a pure kindly and radiant heart. He is the All-glorious.