Leap of Faith is next

 Just like the three white crystals of my rosary connects the Fatima children and Our Lady of Fatima (Miracle) with the Son of God (Salvation) - crystals through which one can see for the Leap of Faith - I will have to take the Walk over the next few days. It could require that I retreat - I have done so before - or I could go so far into this path that I risk falling off the ledge, undoing over one year of work in my Glossary.

I must log every case of Être, how it interacts with adjectives and pseudo-adjective substantives, organize them in terms of tense, mood, objects. I feel that I have enough wisdom now from my recent foray with Pouvoir. I will need the help from the angels and the Heavens. Anything short of this will not be enough. 

This isn't the most complicated class technically, but it is the most convoluted, by far, with no rival. I'm tempted to burn myself, but it would be preferable that I drink from my Grail of Saint Francis of Assisi. I risk knocking out a few thousand words. In the interim, any adjective linked to Être will I log in the gender and number, as well as the Homeric cases; then I can extract verbs that expand from this as well. The payoff could be huge since we could be talking about 4,000 words. Huge boost for morale, even if mine might be unshakable at this point. 

Think I'm crazy? That's OK. I'll ask you this. If God asked you to do something, would you say No? I wouldn't, and I didn't. In fact, I'm enthusiastic enough to go into martyrdom enthusiastically

Sing a song for Saint Geneviève from whom a miracle came years ago, made clear on 14th July 2022. It is my near daily devotion to mortify myself just as she did. My husband remarked that my body is changing daily. He's concerned. I don't care. You can't go wrong with MASSIVE figures like her, Joan of Arc (visual and stigmata), Mother Mary (sexual abuse revelation which led to celibacy), Padre Pio (healed my crippling sleeping disorder), and Saint Francis of Assisi (two animals). I'm tempted to say that Saint Francis fixed my bath tub. Long story as to why that's so critical. But it might require another revelation to know who did that. I'm not sure if Saint Francis fixes bath tubs 

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