I don't really remember now whether it was a short moment of intensified pain, of unbelief and of dissapointment or if it was the all consuming affliction lasting weeks, flowing into the months that like rusted nail pierced the raw flesh of my heart.
I screemed, anguished, in a hope of any help, for deliverance, and only silent walls and moonless night seemed to respond, with self-confidence, promised to contain it all and witnessed to my burdened soul.
With broken ideals, cherished dreams, unfulfilled intentions and shaken world of my inner man...whether in a moment or lasting eternity...I rose up by the grace, I heard both hope and faith calling me, charging me to walk, to walk the destiny pregnant of promises.
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