When I had passed on from them, it was a little while until I found Him whom my soul loves. I seized Him, and I did not let Him go until I had brought Him into my mother’s house, and into the room of her who conceived me.
The next day, the crowd, the one standing across the sea had seen that no other little boat was there except one, that one into which His disciples entered, and that Jesus did not go in with His disciples into the small boat, but that the disciples went away alone.
Behold, I stand at the door and am knocking. If anyone hears My voice and opens the door, I will enter to him, and I will dine with him, and he with Me.