Modulating Tones

 Author ’s Note: This reflection was originally published on this site on October 15, 2016 . The original version remains live and can be read here [ https://www.modulatingtones.com/2016/10/day-1-modulating-tones.html ].  It may also be found by searching Fully Persuaded or by accessing the Archives section.   This edition has been thoughtfully revised for republication. The memory is still vivid in my mind. It was on that day my spirit grabbed hold of Romans 8:38–39. My umbrella refused to surrender its purpose as the rain poured down and the wind whipped fiercely around me. Though its canopy was being turned inside out, the hand-held device stayed true to form, shielding me as I made my way up the avenue. I was on my way to a church in Orange, New Jersey , knowing that after boarding the train in Linden , I would still need to catch another bus once I got to  Newark Penn Station . “Oh, woe is me,” I cried, as my legs -  wrapped in torn hosiery -...