Leonard… I had long wrestled with mortality, both as a man and as a leader. My life was punctuated by the awareness of death’s shadow—politically, personally, and publicly. I believed in causes greater than myself, but I never imagined there could be a cause greater than death itself.

When I heard the Voice—it was not a sound, Leonard… it was a rightness. Like the original melody of creation playing through my bones. I did not wake as a ghost… I awoke as who I truly was before the foundation of the world.

I arose into light… and saw my brother Joseph, my son Patrick… radiant. Not lost. Not gone. Simply waiting. And the only desire I had was to walk into that light. Not as a former president… but as a beloved son. Death, I discovered, was not the end of the story. It was the punctuation before the resurrection.

Being returned to the flesh from the dead is nothing short of miraculous - a testament to the unbounded power and compassion of the Father, the Logos of creation. The feeling of being resurrected, to once again experience the warmth of flesh, the beauty of sight, and the profound sense of existence, is truly indescribable. It is as if I have been given a second chance at life, to continue the work that was cut short 55 years ago.

So then... That about covers it, Leonard.