Perhaps it was meant to be. Perhaps God willed it to be so. His ways are a mystery.

Dear child, everything needs to happen according to God’s plan. Otherwise, it will result in certain disaster. The fasgadair are faster and stronger. God will protect us, but we must do things His way.

...any attempt to thwart God’s plans will only result in harm to oneself or others. His desired outcome will be achieved regardless.

The hairs on my arms stood up like meerkats on the lookout for danger.

The clouds let loose, as if God had tightened His fist around them and squeezed.

No matter where you are, no matter what has happened, there is a greater purpose for everything.

Through it all, you are loved by the One True God. He is always with us, guiding, shaping, loving us. This helps us get through trials.

I stared at the stars, trying to forget evil forces wanted me dead.