And sometimes, like now, the veil is lifted a little, and the fog clears. Only enough to make out shadows and vague forms, nothing concrete, but if I strain my eyes a path is just discernible. And I see why this must be so, and perhaps even where this is leading – snippets of a vision and hints of an explanation. And it is only through these fleeting periods that I find the faith to press on. May God grant me more of such revelation. But then again that would not leave much room for his marvel to work and my faith to be strengthened.