When a woman faces an unplanned pregnancy, she cannot see the radiant beauty of a future past the storm clouds of her crisis, distracted from peace by roaring waves of emotion and the shifting sands of circumstance. That is all she can see. But she needs someone next to her on her life’s windswept shores, describing to her through care and kind words, the quiet but powerful Son of God, until the face of her soul begins to sense the warmth of His presence. And, as the eye is drawn to the light, her soul turns to glimpse the source and finds herself face-to-face with the wonder that is His salvation. When God’s glory and majesty dawn upon us, we can no more pay attention to a personal crisis than one could feel big while standing on the yawning edge of the Grand Canyon.