I love black and white. Black and white handbags, black and white dresses, black and white jewelry, and especially black and white photography. The lines in the photo seem cleaner, more defined, orderly.

People, Events, and Life are all simpler when they are drawn in black and white. When the right/wrong column can be easily checked off and one can move forward swiftly, without bumping up against the unthinkable- that shade known as Gray. You see, sometimes the checkmark in the right/wrong column cannot be unequivocally placed. Sometimes that checkmark sits askew- mocking those who think they know exactly where to place it.

Gray invites chaos in and shows order where to wait. Gray means that sometimes you can love someone, and know deep in your spirit that Grace and Truth need to co-mingle. Gray dictates that your stomach is not up to the task of sorting through the debris of shattered dreams and broken trust. Gray lingers and casts a hazy film over all that is beautiful and pure.

So what should we do when the color is Gray? We must get very quiet and invite stillness to join us. We sit silently with our God and allow Him to bandage that which is injured. You see, when the color is Gray no amount of human effort will alter the hue. Only God can take the camera and focus each silhouette until the picture becomes lovely again. The Gray fades, Black and White disappear, and our Creator leaves us with a lovely burst of color.