A well-know English minister preached one Sunday in Boston. After the service, he started to walk to his hotel. Not knowing the way, he asked directions of a man behind him. "Why, you're the minister I just heard. I know your voice. I am blind, but I can show you the way. I can take you to the door." The minister protested, but the blind man insisted, saying, "You will not refuse me the pleasure of helping you. I so seldom have the opportunity to render service. Everyone is so kind to me." The two men walked arm in arm for ten minutes. "Here's your hotel," said the blind man.

Before parting, the blind man said, "I live alone. I can go about the streets without a guide. I am thankful for my blindness, because I have so much time for quiet and meditation. There will be time enough in heaven for me to see everything!"

"His face shone with contentment and serenity," said the minister. "What he said and did preached to me one of the profoundest sermons I've ever heard!"