A dear little three-year-old boy who had lost his sight through an accident could not at first get used to being in the dark. He did not realize what had occurred, so day after day he used to plead with his mother, “Mother, take me out into the light! Take me out into the light!”
And we poor sinners, sitting in darkness and the shadow of death, long for the light. And Jesus says: “I am the Light of the World.” We look to Him and our faces are lightened—the darkness passes, the true light shines, and we rejoice in hope of the glory of God.