"Have you ever seen it, Aragorn? The White Tower of Ecthelion, glimmering like a spike of pearl and silver, its banners caught high in the morning breeze. Have you ever been called home by the clear ringing of silver trumpets?"

~Boromir, The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring

Twice this week, I feel as if I have heard the heavenward call as if by silver trumpets. The first time, Sunday, I thought of writing this, but felt it too dramatic. Tonight, a second time, I care less of the attention it might draw and more about the message it bears.

Before I begin, let me say that I write this on the journey, having not reached its end and speaking as much to myself as to anyone who might read what follows. The words below have never been easy for me to apply in my own life, and thus, I do not write them flippantly or minimize the incline of the journey where you may find yourself presently. Nevertheless, let the Word of God speak and may the Spirit enable us to "do all things through Him who strengthens [us]" (Philippians 4:13).