But I learned only afterwards to understand this.

I gazed at that pale faded light, and all at once I remembered that God was near me.

But I did not know what God is then as I know now, and when I thought about him then, which was neither much nor often, my idea of him was not like him; it was merely a confused mixture of other people's fancies about him and my own.

I had not learned how beautiful God is; I had only learned that he is strong.

I had been told that he was angry with those that did wrong; I had not understood that he loved them all the time, although he was displeased with them, and must punish them to make them good.