I had to be strong when it was not an option. I had to stand when I was on my knees, and all the weight of the world was on my shoulders. Rising was the only way. My light was flickering in the unseen, dark places of the universe that no regular human eye can see. Letting that light go out wasn't an option. I had to be faithful when I was helpless. The enemy stinks. The enemy is envying my light, my strength, and my ways. I had to make my voice reach heaven from the bottom of hell when the enemy had both their hands on me to choke my throat. Believe in better days when I couldn't see my own feet. I had to see when I was not able to see the full picture that was right in front of me. I had to fill my body when my garden was doomed from growing. I was starving to death. Was it meant to be this way? Why did it take so long? I never felt so alone for many years. I had no one to talk to about these serious things. Who would believe me? I had to be a lighthouse when there was no light of my own! I had to pour my heart from an empty cup. I had to find your voice when I couldn't hear you, God. God, you finally revealed yourself. We had a great discussion. You were there all along. I am fully welcoming you into my life, God. You keep your promises and beyond. God, you see me and I see you. God, I love you.