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Chapter 10
Weareaschildrenwhosesmallfeethavestrayedintosomedim-littempleofthegodtheyhavebeentaughttoworshipbutknownot;and,standingwheretheechoingdomespansthelongvistaoftheshadowylight,glanceup,halfhoping,halfafraidtoseesomeawfulvisionhoveringthere.
Andyetitseemssofullofcomfortandofstrength,thenight. Initsgreatpresence,oursmallsorrowscreepaway,ashamed. Thedayhasbeensofulloffretandcare,andourheartshavebeensofullofevilandofbitterthoughts,andtheworldhasseemedsohardandwrongtous. ThenNight,likesomegreatlovingmother,gentlylaysherhanduponourfeveredhead,andturnsourlittletear-stainedfacesuptohers,andsmiles;and,thoughshedoesnotspeak,weknowwhatshewouldsay,andlayourhotflushedcheekagainstherbosom,andthepainisgone.
Sometimes,ourpainisverydeepandreal,andwestandbeforeherverysilent,becausethereisnolanguageforourpain,onlyamoan. Night’sheartisfullofpityforus: shecannoteaseouraching;shetakesourhandinhers,andthelittleworldgrowsverysmallandveryfarawaybeneathus,and,borneonherdarkwings,wepassforamomentintoamightierPresencethanherown,andinthewondrouslightofthatgreatPresence,allhumanlifelieslikeabookbeforeus,andweknowthatPainandSorrowarebuttheangelsofGod.
