40 Days with Still: Day 37, March 30

The wall that Winner had earlier stared at, been stuck next to, and fought with for so long, she now sees as "opalescent, incandescent, like the inside of a shell, like glazed porcelain" (p. 192). How does this speak to the nature of spiritual middles? Does this image of the opalescent and incandescent wall encourage you? Frustrate you? Can you think of a time in your life when a situation looked one way when you were in the middle of it and then different after some time had passed?