God's will

I remember a time, more faintly now, when my heart broke so deeply, I thought it would never mend. I asked God to never let me fully forget that once I got married, so I can always have a tender place of empathy for the singularly gut-wrenching melange of disappointment, depression, and loss.

If you are broken-hearted today - I won't belittle you with trite cliches. It hurts. It hurts badly. And in the depth of that hole of pain, I pray that God gives you the strength to look up. He's there; the Light at the end of the tunnel.

A group of escapees comes to an intersection in the labyrinth.

"I think we should go right," one woman says.

Left. You need to go left. The voice is insistent in your head. "We need to go left," you tell the group.

"But you can't even see. How do you know?" someone asks.

"I just know."

Left you all go and in moments arrive in safety.