That night another deep sleep came over him; and he once again saw the angel that had hand-delivered the tenets of the Noahide covenant. She said, "Noah, why doubtest thou, my child?" He answered, "I’ve failed. I’m a failure. You should really seek out a more qualified individual for this task. I don’t even know what that is, exactly, but I know I am not fit for it. I’m the opposite of Midas. Everything I touch turns to dust and ashes." "You are hard on yourself, Noah. What you have been entrusted with is not easy. It’s not for just anyone. You were chosen for a reason." "Then I need you to explain to me why I perpetually fail? No matter what I set out to do."

"Aren’t you a bit young to be using words such as 'perpetually?' You are not yet twenty years old. Your life will be long and significant. If only you could see what I can see. Angels are not bound by what you humans call space-time. For you time is linear and space is finite. Not so for us angelic beings. For us space and time are more like an eternal sphere, to be navigated at will; every point and time equally accessible. I know your future because I have already seen it. Take it from me. You will come through. You will conquer."

"You must have the wrong man. Look at me. Look at my track record. Would you trust someone with my history?" "No. But I do trust someone with your future. This is what you need to understand, my child. It’s not about who you are at this moment. It’s about the seed planted deep within; that is dying to sprout into the light. It’s about who you really are, and have not had the time to realize yourself, yet."