The godless road on which my footsteps could be traced led me to a path of destruction. The absence of light gave way to an endless road of fear and torment.
Blinded by the guilt in my eyes, the guilt of my disobedient lifestyle led me to my valley experiences. This road carried me into a triangle of confusion clouded with persecution that enveloped me with trials and tribulations.

Each experience I encountered, I endured, painfully. I endured and anticipated the next level of hurt and pain that was always worse than the one before. I was living in my valley amongst hardships, pain, torment and grief. They all took turns haunting me, though but for a brief period of time, I was still haunted with hurt and persecution. With each frame of hurt perfectly timed, I eagerly and fearfully awaited to receive the next level of gut wrenching emotional and physical pain; yes, sheer torment.

My valley experiences were created and perfectly designed exclusively for me. The lonely and destructive road carried me down to the valley, through the heartache of torrential storms and deeper into the triangle of confusion.

The Architect Who designed this road I was forced to travel, designed it with one person in mind, me. His plan for my life was designed to transform my heart, mind, body and soul through a series of suffering. I accepted it because I could not change it.

Later realizing that change could not take place without hurting, suffering and longing to be removed from my horrific circumstance, and situation, would my eyes, ears and most importantly, my heart and mind, be opened to receive this much-needed lesson that would bring me to a place I truly needed to be; in a personal and close relationship with my Father nurtured and nourished through His Almighty and Eternal Word on which the foundation of my life now stands securely and peacefully.