There is a moment of illumination, when God gives me a glimpse, just a small and fleeting hint, of Himself in another person. A glimpse is all that a natural being steeped in a world of sin could tolerate, but this tiny glimpse is everything to a soul starving for Him.
It is not a "vision" in any sense of the word. It is a blind feeling of something deeply familiar yet glorious. This blind feeling, unseeing though it may be, transfigures for me even the physical appearance of the person.
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