I went home. I—I did not say anything to the loved ones. But this morning, I got up early. I went out to the desert, and I just had to talk it over. I just couldn’t understand. And He understands. And He—He knows all about it. So while out there on the desert praying, after a bit, after a prayer, it never spoke with a audible voice as you hear mine, as sometimes He does speak. But it just seemed as if Something just come down and just said it. And it just settled in my mind forever what it was. Something said, “Those men preach by the Word and this is a gift. Each person depended on their own faith and this is by the gift. So was I, take from Me.” Now, I am not the gift. You see. I believe that there’s gifts (That’s true.), that’s in this world. But the gift is what God sends down out of heaven. And this is just occupied then by a human body, or by anything that God wishes to put it on. One day, it was His choice to put it upon a—a brass serpent on a pole…[Blank spot on tape—Ed.]

Experiences, 1947-12-21, Phoenix, AZ, §4