May all of us walk up that road that leads from blindness to what’s true. Priorities get altered, too. We struggle pained against the goad refusing to give up our load of dark delusions – off they fly. In brilliant light we breath a sigh of joy proclaiming, as we pray, the humble praise we raise today when we were stopped by God on high.
12 For now we see through a glass, darkly; but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known. 13 And now abideth faith, hope, charity, these three; but the greatest of these is charity.