"The kingdom of God is at hand." Its beauty would take our breath away, if only we were not so blind. But we are, so our vigil continues. We wait for Isaiah's vision to be fulfilled. We wait for the promised comfort, which all the while lies before us, just waiting to be claimed. We refuse it, because it looks like "the marks of Jesus" rather than the paradise of our dreams. Perhaps we will envy Sodom's fate one day, for our stubborn blindness does far more damage than any divine punishment could.