Jesus, Saturday 2nd September
I don’t know if I can remain here another day. Mum seems annoyed that I never do any ‘real work’, yet keeps telling me to rest and forget about the mission for a while, which just makes me feel even more on edge.
The longer I stay here, the more frustrated I feel at not being out there saving people. I haven’t dared tell Mum that she and Dad won’t be saved, or not unless they start believing in me and follow my teachings. It’s so hard to find the right moment.
I’m going to visit Tom tomorrow before I go crazy here.