Crisje thinks, strong personalities will always succeed, because they are the ones who prove what they can in dealing with and forgetting the things which hit a person.

Jeus has now proved that to her again, he is no weakling and no complainer, he has never been one.

She sees that he now wishes to make up for the lost time.

She can understand that as well and it makes her happy again.

He is now at Hosman’s day and night, he helps Piet the servant, and the animals, they have his full attention as well.

Crisje doesn’t get to see him for a second now.

Crisje sees what Jeus experienced is now ancient history to him and belongs to the past, his soul and spirit, and are now open again to other things.

The children are lying on the moorland, they are tired from playing.

Now there is nothing to be had from Bernard, he is at school, he has his own little friends.

He roams the whole neighbourhood with Anneke, Theet of Mrs De Man, Mathie and a few other children of his age.

On the moorland, where the bakers have stored their firewood, they can have a lovely romp.

They can play hide and seek there, have the space and aren’t disturbed by anything.

When they are tired out from all that running about, the childish mind looks for something else and the teasing begins and trying to hurt the other person.

That is simply what the girls and boys are good at, just like adults, they cannot help it.

Anneke asks Jeus:

“Were you sick, Jeus?”

“No”, he says.

“Who wants to be sick anyway?”

“That’s natural”, the quick Anneke Hosman goes on.

“I can understand that, but where were you all that time?”

You see, Jeus, they missed you after all.

Anneke asks again:

“But a person can become sick, Jeus?”

“Not me”, Jeus assures her, however she won’t accept that.

“Good gracious, that’s something.

Haven’t you had measles then?

So you’re trying to tell me that you have never been ill?

Haven’t you had the measles then?

Haven’t you had whooping cough, scarlet fever?”

“No”, he says, “even if you stand on your head, I have nothing to do with scarlet fever and measles.

I do not want that illness!”

How Jeus can lie.

They have all had measles, even whooping cough, but not scarlet fever yet.

Now that he sees that Anneke is really angry and is calling him a liar, he changes his mind and just admits to her, because he knows for sure that every child will be sick or has been sick and they will not believe him anyway.

“Well, yes”, he says hesitantly, “of course, but scarlet fever, no”, they know nothing about it at home and mother doesn’t want anything to do with it either.

But what is that anyway, scarlet fever?

They have all had a cough, of course, Anneke.

But she has already thought of something else in the meantime.

She asks Mathie:

“What do you want to do, Mathie, when you are grown-up?”

Mathie doesn’t know yet.

He will have to grow a bit first in order to be able to answer that, it is not so simple.

“And you, Theet?”

“Me?

I will go to the town.

I want to be a train driver.

You know, just like our steam tram, but then a big one.”

“But you have to study a lot for that, Theet.”

“Of course, but I can manage that.”

“And you, Jeus?”

Jeus has to think about it.

Yes, what will he do when he is grown up?

Suddenly he knows, and he is as sure as when he was standing in front of Deut and knew at the same time that he wasn’t mad.

As sure as he knows that he can talk to José and an ‘angel’ now and again, as sure also, that there is a Lord.

However Anneke already calls out:

“Do you have to think about that for so long, Jeus?”

“Of course, it is quite something”, she first gets to hear and then his answer comes: “I will write books later!”

They are surprised at this.

Anneke screams at him:

“What do you want, Jeus?

Are you trying to tell me that you want to write books?

That’s quite something, you have to learn a lot for that, did you know that?

And it costs a lot of money as well.”

“I don’t care, but I will write books!”

Jeus doesn’t see any difficulties, because he knows.

These thoughts suddenly came to his life again and his personality.

A farmer’s daughter like that, he feels, doesn’t understand it anyway.

That Anneke always has to get him, which makes her very annoying.

She just wants to show off with her cows and horses and let him feel that her parents are rich and his parents are as poor as church mice, they are always at loggerheads with each other because of this.

And yet, he really loves Anneke.

She is quick, always talking and can say things, which are on the mark.

Anneke is not stupid.

They are always in each other’s hair but still, if the others should try and attack her, then he will certainly still be on Anneke’s side to help her.

That Anneke with her possessions always zeros in on his poverty, and gives him the inspiration to give her a hiding again and again, this causes rifts between them of course and often spoils the nice sensitive world of the child.

Sometimes they fight and he hits out, then the clogs are used, but Anneke is not to be taken lightly either.

She fights back at the boys and does not let herself be given a licking just like that.

And this is for him the only thing and the beautiful part, the inspiring part, through which he feels attracted to this young life.

He often thinks, like this moment, I will get you yet, he doesn’t forget anything, he comes back in his own time and then Anneke will feel it.

Is he still not reacting?

No, not yet, Anneke, but he will.

“Write books”, Anneke mumbles sarcastically, “that would drive you mad.”

He hears it but doesn’t react.

It is part of the world, he knows that, Anneke, where all those nice flowers live.

Where all those beautiful birds are and that it is the Parvis of Our Lord, but you don’t know the slightest thing about it, nothing!

That belongs to his friends, which you do not know anyway and that is a lot nicer than pigs, chickens, horses, cows, filthy and dirty stinking manure, if you wish to know.

When Anneke categorically goes on and on and wants to deny him that book writing, she gets:

“You don’t understand anything about it anyway, you are too much of a whippersnapper for that!”

Then she gets sick of it and throws her riches at him:

“As long as you realise that you have to have money for that and you are as poor as a church mouse, your father has nothing.”

Didn’t he think it?

She always has to brag about her riches.

His parents don’t have a cent, and yet they have everything.

It is true, but he will write books!

However Anneke hasn’t finished yet, she continues:

“Do you know what you can do, imitate your mother.

Those are the words of your mother.”

“So”, Jeus returns, “how did you learn to talk?”

The children laugh.

And of course, they learned from father and mother.

The argument continues.

Anneke defends herself and Jeus hits where he can, until that gets boring as well and quick Anneke asks:

“What will we play now, Jeus?

And don’t you know anything, Mathie?”

Mathie doesn’t know of anything.

Neither does Theet and you don’t even have to ask Alie and Mieneke.

When Anneke behaves again as if she knows everything, Jeus still has a bone to pick with her.

“Shall I tell you something, Anneke?”

“Do you know of something, Jeus?”

“Yes, I know of something, the only thing you understand about is horse manure!”

He has got her there.

It is a slap right in her little face.

But they will not make it like this.

Jeus thinks about it because nothing special can be expected from Anneke or the others.

Suddenly a thought occurs to him, and he knows what they can play.

Isn’t that good?

He jumps up and says:

“Come on, children, we will go and play on the clouds.”

“What do you want, Jeus?”, Anneke asks.

“Didn’t you hear what I just said there?

We will go and play on the clouds.”

He points to the clouds.

“We will go there.

To that one there, that nice thick white cloud.”

“Do you want to play on the clouds, Jeus?”, the other children also ask in surprise.

“Yes, we will go and play on the clouds.

You must lie down here.

And you must do what I say.

Now lie down!

You here, Anneke.

Theet there.

Mathie here, and Alie there and you Mieneke here, and I myself will go and lie here.

Now go to sleep!

Just go to sleep!

With your legs against each other and go to sleep!

Sleep, Theet!

Sleep, Mathie!

Sleep Anneke!

Come on, with your eyes closed!”

He sees that the children are already sleeping.

He lies down, holds hands with Anneke and Theet and goes to sleep.

It all happens naturally, there is nothing to it, but anyone who saw that would wonder, what are those children doing anyway?

What kind of a game is this?

Are they mad?

Are they sick?

They are such funny children.

However Jeus knows!

He got those feelings naturally.

They came from the source which said that he will start to write books, the source which linked him to Golgotha and where he knows everything from.

How pale the children look.

It is a strange sight, but not for the children.

Indeed, Jeus knows what he wants.

The children see themselves outside their bodies.

Now Jeus knows what must happen.

“Hold hands.

And now we are going to fly!”

Hey presto ... he feels ... he makes good speed and at the same moment they are already sitting between the clouds.

And now everything happens naturally.

He knows, now they have to decide who must look.

There is the counting spot.

Theet is it, he has to look for the others.

“You just go with me, Anneke, then I will teach you something.”

Theet counts down, the others and Jeus and Anneke hide themselves.

Then Theet hears: “You can come noooooow!

Theet, come and find us!”

They see that Theet is wandering about in their vicinity.

He comes closer by and now he must act.

“Now we must be off, Anneke.

Just give me your hand.”

He has learned this flying.

Like a whirlwind, he whizzes past Theet with Anneke.

Theet looks at these two disappearing, it happened as fast as lighting.

Anneke is amazed.

“Good gracious, Jeus, that is not walking any more, that is flying.”

He only smiles.

He can do that now, Anneke.

Theet can’t understand it either.

Theet has to look again.

They are sitting in a nice fat white cloud.

He can see Theet, he is also able to follow the shadow.

Suddenly he has to act, since Theet has seen them.

He is already running.

Jeus throws Anneke off him and flies through the universe so that Theet can whistle for him.

“Good gracious me, that is quite something, Jeus.

Now who can run as fast as that?

How did you learn that?

Why can’t we do that, Jeus?”

This is how the questions sound.

They hide again.

Meanwhile Jeus sees that it is becoming dark here.

A grey cloud is drifting into their space, it appears as if it is becoming night.

Now they cannot see him either.

Mathie is looking, he and Anneke look where Mathie is and, really and truly, Mathie is already running.

Again he flies past them, and they cannot follow him.

Jeus is enjoying himself, the children do not understand it.

This is his universe, Anneke.

And you will get to hear that yet.

Over there, but Jeus doesn’t see that either, are two beings who are following everything.

His Tall One and Jose are there too.

What a pity that Fanny isn’t here.

Fanny didn’t want to go to sleep, and is sitting there below keeping an eye on things.

But Jeus knows, if he had wanted that, then Fanny would have slept as well, and the dog would have also been able to experience this miracle.

Now that Anneke wants to know everything about it, Jeus gets his chance and adds, not without pride:

“Now that is mine!

And that is worth more than cows and horses.

Even more than a whole farm.”

She and the others have to agree with him there.

However, he doesn’t understand that the children do not think and are not afraid.

However he knows if he told them that they could fall down like a ton of bricks if he didn’t watch out for them, then they would wet their trousers out of fear.

There below lies the earth.

He feels that the children know it but still do not realise it.

It does not get through to them.

But they know that they have played on the clouds.

It all happens naturally, there is no reason to be afraid.

It is you who is playing there, and knowing that something is waiting there below which has to do with you.

Because it has become so dark, they have to go back.

It is already raining.

Jeus orders:

“Hold hands.”

The children do that and hey presto, they go back to the moorland.

They look at their own bodies.

Jeus says:

“Just crawl back into them.”

And they crawl in there and waken at the same time.

The journey, the wonderful event is past, but they are lying up to their necks in water.

A downpour has caused the problem.

“Good gracious, Jeus, we are soaking wet.”

Jeus is also soaked, but now they run home as fast as they can.

Isn’t that just a miracle?

On the other hand is it a miracle?

They have played on the clouds.

They all return home soaking wet.

“Where did you get to?

Couldn’t you have come home before the shower?

Where were you?”

“We were playing with Jeus on the clouds, mother.”

“What did you do? What did you say?”

“We were playing on the clouds with Jeus, mother.”

It is beyond the minds of the older ones.

“Did you hear that, Crisje?

My daughter came home soaking wet, and said that she had been playing with Jeus on the clouds.

Did you hear that, Crisje?

Alie said that she had been on the clouds with Jeus.”

“Oh well, Mrs Hosman, children always have something different.

Surely you know that?”

Crisje also wondered, what is true about it and what part is childish fantasy?

Jeus got other clothes to wear, and knew that this was an enormous gift.

“Thanks, Tall One!

You really have my thanks!”

Children will be children.

Jeus gets to hear that he could fly for the children, but the adults didn’t believe it.

They shrugged their shoulders, Tall Hendrik also dismissed it as rubbish.

Yet, Tall Hendrik, this is also very simple too.

Jeus really put the children under human hypnosis through his Tall One!

But now by means of the 'Tall One'!

His Tall One thought, Jeus needs something through which that ‘Golgotha’ will completely disappear.

Did he not run a race with his Tall One?

That was flying, Hendrik.

That was also concentration ... concentrating on moving forward; the will power of a person can do anything when you are free from earthly bodies.

Jeus will also describe these great and yet so simple laws in his books, and he will later experience them again, because then he will get to experience great journeys with his master which will go straight to Our Lord.

The children had no significance in this, Tall Hendrik.

But because a child can give itself up completely and does not possess its own thoughts and feelings with regard to something new, such as this playing on the clouds, such a life can be freed from the earthly body.

Do you not feel, Tall Hendrik, that this is exactly the same as when Jeus leaves his body and he makes such a heavenly journey with his Tall One, which you know nothing about?

The children were allowed to go with him, because they are children.

Become such a child, Tall Hendrik, and Our Lord will also take you and everyone who can feel like a child up from the earth.

He will then give you the ability to fly in order to look at HIS life, from which you also received your body and soul, and which can fly.

They can be freed from their earthly organism, Tall Hendrik, and then these miracles happen.

No, not miracles of course, they are properties, which belong to the inner life of the person.

Now, however, Jeus has had his fill of those mites.

And Anneke, that stupid girl, he knows beforehand, will still cling to her cows and horses.

However, that is up to her.

Yet Anneke knows, and the other children as well: they were there, they played on the clouds!

In thirty years time, and probably even more, they will still remember it.

Nobody can take that away from the children and then Anneke will say to Jeus:

“Do you still remember that, Jeus?”

“Of course, Anneke.”

“Now I have five children, after all, Jeus, but will you believe me when I tell you that I have never forgotten that.

My God, Jeus, but how happily we used to play.

I cannot give that to my own children.”

Then Anneke will read Jeus’ books.

What she couldn’t believe as a child has now become reality, Jeus is a writer!