
There are places in the Valley of Shadow that are darker than others. There is no light, no wind, and no sound, other than the scraping of your hands and feet against the rock and dust.
When you collapse in silent anguish, too dry and exhausted for tears or voice, there is only your heartbeat. It knocks hard against your chest, reminding you that you’re still alive, though all your other senses say otherwise.
Ba-bump
Ba-bump
Ba-bump
THUMP
There is an echo, but it’s louder and stronger than your own heart.
bump-THUMP
bump-THUMP
It surrounds you, goes through you, vibrates your soul until you can only hear and feel one single, powerful cadence.
THUMP-THUMP
THUMP-THUMP
T H U M P – T H U M P
For the first time since you found yourself here, there is light, and you know you’re not alone. You’ve never been alone. You reach out your hand. He lifts you up, and you stand, waves of strength coursing through you. You walk, one hand on your steady heart, the other in His.
