Dear God, It’s been a while. You’re probably wondering where I’ve been, but you already know, right? Nothing should come as a surprise to the Almighty, you’ve had my future charted from the very beginning, even before you breathed life into flesh and bone, or so it is written. Which does beg the question, was my disappearance just part of your Divine plan? It was more than 1 year ago that my faith collided with the proverbial brick wall, in a moment when, everything I’d ever believed in, imploded like an explosion of construction debris. It’s taken time for the dust to settle, but as you can see, I survived. Well, for the most part. A piece of me was left behind in the rubble.

Just so you’re aware, I haven’t been idle the entire time. Granted, I haven’t stepped foot in a church since the derailment, but I haven’t fallen into total darkness. There have been some murky patches along the way, and the faint glow of light you left me still hovers in the distance. I do thank you for that, but I’m not sure I’m ready to follow it just yet.