Gabriel was still perplexed. His vision of the two cities, the town and the cathedral, had left him wondering what should be his course now . That night, he had a dream. A publisher was talking to him in some room (it seemed to be underground).

“I have great news for you,” He said. “That book of yours – the fantasy novel – I will publish it. I am sure it will be a great success.”

But Gabriel thought: “I have written no such novel… This is a dream! I have written something serious and no one is interested in it. He continued on his journey sadly, but once again he met John. The old man was sitting by the side of the busy road as the drivers sped by indifferently on their business. Although John’s soothing words could not comfort him, he did say one thing and Gabriel pondered long on it:

Someone is following me, someone who is more powerful than I am and I am not fit to kneel down and undo the straps of his sandals. (John1:6-13)