Rising Above the Mist

"The mist of error, or materiality, has not ... the power to hide our true being as a child of God"

Some friends and I made a trip to the mountains. We got an early start so as to be able to drive to the top of the mountain and see the sunrise. But on reaching the foothills we were confronted with a very dense fog or mist. Our first thought was to turn back, but after a few moments we decided to drive on; we had come to see beauty, and we were not going to let the mist hide this beauty from us or rob us of the privilege of seeing it. As we drove on, we suddenly came into bright and beautiful sunshine. We had risen above the mist. We no longer looked up into the mist; we had risen to the point of looking down on the mist.

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