Mission
Have you
ever been at sea in a dense fog, when it seemed as if a tangible white darkness
shut you in and the great ship, tense and anxious, groped her way toward the
shore with plummet and sounding-line, and you waited with beating heart for
something to happen? I was like that ship before my education began, only I was
without compass or sounding line, and no way of knowing how near the harbor
was. “Light! Give me light!” as the wordless cry of my soul and the light of
love shone on me in that very hour.
