"Have you reached the heights?" In a modern drama, this question is asked by one person of another. "No," replies the other, "But I saw them once, and they are there all right."

When we know the heights are there, we are no longer prisoners of the lowlands; we aspire, we dream, we try - our souls are possessed by a passion to climb.

In this time of worship, if you can catch a better view of the heights, then the purpose of this hour shall have been in large measure achieved. For this is a time of looking up - from wherever we are - through the valley fog, above the low-lying mists, that we may see the heights, the bright summits to which God calls us, to which life invites us.