Mote, an extraordinary pianist with voice stylings to match, was appearing at a Gaither event for the first time since leaving the Homecoming tour a year ago and going out on his own. After the obligatory jokes about his blindness, he performed several of his most popular numbers, including “Don’t Let Me Miss the Glory.”
As a video of spectacular sights accompanied the latter, I was struck by a realization: While even as a sightless individual Mote experiences life to the fullest, he cannot possibly have a concept of the colors, cloud formations, ocean tides, soaring eagles and natural wonders unfolding above him as he performs.
What does he think about that? “You don’t have to be able to see to experience the glory,” he explained. “Just walk out on the porch in the morning and feel the soft breeze caress your face.”
Gordon Mote doesn’t expect to miss the glory. Indeed, I imagine someday we will meet amid unimagined splendor where he will reach out to shake my hand.
Jim Bailey’s column appears on Thursday. He can be reached by e-mail at email@example.com.