God was in my Sunday School class this morning!

The girls and my Mom and I went to Woodland Heights this morning. I just love that church, and especially our Sunday School class. They're family. There were some serious prayer requests this morning. The children's minister, Stacee, has stage 4 cancer and was put on a ventilator this weekend. (They're hoping to be able to take it out the next day or so.) Her sister is in that class. Another family in town has a son who's a freshman in college. He's been deaf since he was a child, and is now losing his sight. The doctors told him he needed to go home and learn braille. Everyone was emotional talking about it, and how his parents must feel. Then Richard started the lesson, which focused on Isaiah 28-30. He said he hardly needed to ask the first question he had planned: what are some difficult situations or decisions in our lives in which we were searching for God's will. We went on to read and discuss these verses:
These people come near to me with their mouth
and honor me with their lips, but their hearts are far from me.
Their worship of me is made up only of rules taught by men.
Therefore once more I will astound these people
with wonder upon wonder,
the wisdom of the wise will perish, the intelligence of the intelligent will vanish.
Woe to those who go to great depths to hide their plans from the LORD,
who do their work in darkness and think, "Who sees us? Who will know?"
You turn things upside down, as if the potter were thought to be like the clay!
Shall what is formed say to him who formed it, "He did not make me"? (made me think of evolution/creation, but that's another story)
Can the pot say of the potter, "He knows nothing"?
That's where we were "supposed" to stop. But my eyes wandered down to verse 18, and my eyes got teary. I thought, 'We really need to read this verse.' A few minutes later someone brought up the young man losing his sight, and Kevin said, "Have you read verse 18?" This is what it says:
In that day the deaf will hear the words of the scroll,
and out of gloom and darkness the eyes of the blind will see.
Wow.