I’ve been thinking lately how very often the physical plane belies the spiritual plane. Far too often we only recognize the spiritual plane when it is embodied in the physical. We recognize the bravery of the soldier, the selflessness of the firefighter, the charity of the martyr, because the physical and spiritual are united in those actions. I think though that when, at the end of time, we see each life played out, we will marvel to find that some of earth’s greatest acts of true charity were seen at the time as utterly unremarkable. They were seen, but not seen. That is to say, we saw the physical, but could not pierce the veil of the spiritual.