For now we see through a glass, darkly*   Is it not odd, how God stays hidden— Yet shows to one washed with pure vision.   Splendor shining through a cosmic veil; A still small voice in a tempest’s wail . . .   Strange—how He conceals and yet reveals, Not seen, but felt, whenever […]

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