Every year for the Easter Sunrise service, I attempt a first person narrative to take a fanciful look at the resurrection through the eyes of someone in redemption history. This year I chose the man born blind in John 9:1-41. Just A Glimpse Ironically, my parents named me Celidonius, “swallow” – the agile, little bird that swoops around like a daredevil. Better I should be named “Nuchterida,” which means “bat” – for that is how I was born; blind as a bat. The shame my paren