as I worked at this, something else happened. Christ, like a thief in the night, came when I wasn’t looking (cf. 1 Thessalonians 5:2). Before I was ready, he broke into the present and claimed me as his own. Christ, the life of the world, showed up, unannounced, in the daily living of my ordinary life. I discovered Christ in the same way an old fish finally discovers water: not in a supernatural vision but in a revelation of the bare, God-given fact that I could see anything at all.
