To listen—in-faith—to find one’s way and have the feeling that, under God, one is really finding it again.

This is like playing blindman’s buff: deprived of sight, I have, in compensation, to sharpen all my other senses, to grope my way and recognize myself as I pass my fingers over the faces of my friends, and thus find what was mine already and had been there all the time. What I would have know all the time was there, had I not blindfolded myself.

– Dag Hammarskjold

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