Article April 10, 2000 Issue

Befogged? Watch for the light

By Pauline Elizabeth Hutchinson

WE WERE DRIVING along a road shrouded in fog. To stay on the road, we used the tail-lights of the vehicles in front of us as a guide. Then suddenly we climbed out of the fog and onto the high plains—to blue skies, crisp air, icicles like diamonds hanging from grass along the roadside. Such light and beauty!

Christ leads us into the light of spiritual understanding.

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