I Must Cry Out

I climbed to the top of the tableland and unfolding in front of me was a vista incomprehensibly expansive. For a moment it seemed as if I stood suspended in the air as the land swept away in every direction toward a horizon that bent with the graceful arc of the earth. The suspension was…

Shades of Gray

For most of my life I’ve been asked by people around me why I see the world in black and white (no, I’m not color blind, I’m nuance-blind with certain things). I can remember being only nine years old and having people get upset with me because I told them they were wrong. To be…

Be Thou My Vision

For the last five and a half weeks, at random times (seemingly), I have had the tune and few words I know to the old hymn Be Thou My Vision pop into my head. It seemed that perhaps God was trying to tell me something by the frequency of its coming, so I looked up…