I’ve read this passage with a mix of curiosity and humility, reminded that human pride can distort awe into boasting. My own experiences lately have shifted toward listening rather than narrating: moments of quiet prayer, small acts of patience, and the awareness that some truths feel beyond my grasp. It’s comforting to recall that even remarkable visions are tempered by the call to dependence on grace. I don’t need to prove anything to feel seen or valued. For lighthearted balance, consider Heardle as an entertaining break. Vietnamese translation below.