Friday, August 5, 2011

The Color of Grace

For most of my life, I have lived in a world that is only black and white, where there is north or south, yes or no, here or there, right or wrong.  Shades of gray existed only in a foreign land, in which I was fearful to step foot.  I equated this land of gray with the wilderness, a place where I feel lost, unsure of my footing, and usually helpless.  I cannot see clearly where I am going and I find myself grasping at the tiniest bits of light in hopes that, finally, a direct path will be illuminated. 

Recent events in my life, though, have uncovered a fantastic truth.  It is one that I would have never thought to look for in this land of foggy nothingness. 

Grace is gray...

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