I have begun reading an amazing book this evening. It is And There Was Light by Jacques Lusseyran. It is sub-titled, Blind Hero of the French Resistance. So far, I have turned down every page as one I want to return to. The book is enchanting and inspiring. Jacques Lusseyran, born in Paris in 1924, was blinded in an accident just before he was eight. His parents treated him normally, taught him Braille, and he lived an even richer life than before when he could see. He was fifteen when the Germans occupied France and at sixteen, formed and headed an underground resistance movement of six hundred young people. He used his senses to choose people but accepted one about whom he was unsure. That man betrayed them, and Lusseyran was imprisoned at Buchenwald.
He writes, "The light that shone in my head was so strong that it was like joy distilled."
He shares "two truths." "The first of these is that joy does not come from outside for whatever happens to us it is within. The second is that light does not come to us from without. Light is in us, even if we have no eyes."
Close your eyes, and see!!