Like Nicodemus I come to Jesus by night. The veil is thinnest between 3 and 4 a.m. Spiritual matters are revealed. Matters of soul and body, of life and death, of love and light, of the differences between open freedom and closed self-absorption, of what heaven is and what hell is. Revelation comes and my heart sings. I pray my heart not be crusted over by the glare of human day. I continue in understanding, thankful.
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