These, of course, were in His qualities and His works.
Let me speak of the latter first.
I think light was the medium through which I at once felt myself to be seeing God. By this, I mean nothing pantheistic—not that the light was God—but God’s first and most evident great sign. Then there was the restful darkness. There were the moon and the stars, “the hosts of heaven”, as the Hebrews aptly called them, becoming more and more amazing as an expression of God, the more we learn how to read them. Then there were the elements, the purifying wind, the fruitful rain, the exhilaration of snowstorms, the action and reaction from heat and cold. Then there was beauty: first, the beauty of the earth, of mountains, of seas, and all waters, of meadows, grain fields, orchards, gardens, and all growing things; then, the beauty of sound, from the soughing of the wind in the pines to the song of the hermit-thrush. There was the beauty wrought by man, music, painting, literature, and all art. There were myriad forms of life. There were kindness and friendship and family affection and fun—but the time would fail me! God being the summing up of all good things, since all good things proceed from Him, must be seen by me in all good things in it, I am to see Him at all.
I had heard from childhood of a world in which God was seen, and of another world, this world, in which He was not seen. I came to the conclusion that there was no such fantastic, unnatural division in what we call creation—that there was only one world—the world in which God is seen. “The soul cannot move, wake, or open the eyes without perceiving God.” It is a question of physical vision, with spiritual comprehension.
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