Daughters of Promise May/June 2016 | Page 7

a NOTE from the EDITOR Last week, on the way home from a particularly challenging day at my job in a local pregnancy center, storm clouds rolled overhead. They hung low and dark, sweeping up from the horizon and rushing across the sky; heavy like my heart and the unanswered questions I had faced with one of my clients. Gamma rays, X-rays, Ultraviolet rays, and many more. All we see is a tiny fraction of the whole – and it is still enough to blow our minds. Life is like this too. We are walking through elements of a whole; our vision limited. Some parts of the spectrum feel unbearably lon ˈ