just when the storm reached its peak on that tiny little aircraft, god peeked through the cloud and shined his light down onto us. the turbulence continued as we flew through each thick grey cloud. the plane bounced up and down. the vision was unclear. how were we going to get through this storm, alone? I lie to you not, at the very end, a rainbow appeared. what a beautiful ending to my final night in my twenties. god kept us near.
[These are my open notes that I’ve hidden from the world. Over the next month, I am making them public until my birthday on April 14th.]