That I may apprehend thee as light lightening every creature and everything, every moment; that I may know thee as truth, hearing thy voice; that I may serve thee as love, loving thy people, asking for no reward, no place, but one only and for one instant-to lean on thy bosom.

St John, on Christ's bosom, pray for me in the days of my discipleship, in the house of my faith, in the hour of my death.

He went into hiding, which is a good thing. You don't want to confront somebody (who could) possibly apprehend you or hurt you or do whatever.

I apprehend light - I make events that shape or contain light.

He did not himself believe in the supernatural, but the thing happened, and he proposed to tell it as simply as possible. It was stupid of him to say that it shook his faith in mundane affairs, for it was just as mundane as anything else. Indeed the really frightening part about it was the horribly tangible atmosphere in which it took place. None of the outlines wavered in the least. The creature would have been less remarkable if it had been less natural. It seemed to overcome the usual laws without being immune to them. ("The Troll")

can lightening strike twice?