The difference light makes

Friday night of the conference I had to come down from the mountain and drive to Albuquerque to attend a Saturday morning BSF leadership meeting.

It was one time I could feel some similarity to Moses. I was anxious driving down the mountain and then into Albuquerque in the dark. Not being familiar with the road, I could only know the area my headlights illuminated. It was a relief when I could pop to my brights: my field of vision was expanded sideways, but not much more down the road.

What a difference Saturday morning when I returned in daylight. There was this entire, fascinating world stretching from horizons to horizons where the before I could only see one lane. What a difference light makes on the world.