I honestly think the biggest final test for me was forgiving Satan for all the pain they caused. But I had to love even my greatest enemy. When I chose to do this and I didn’t leave Jesus, that’s around the time when major changes began happening to me and my life. 

This was probably around July of last year. 

I believe God guided me to walk in the shoes of the enemy for a brief time, to show me how painful that existence would be. It was only for a few months, but the stress of the experience broke my body and took my soul to the very brink of despair. In much the same way that lightning turns sand into a beautiful glass masterpiece, doing what I’ve done created a pressure that could birth a diamond from my ashes.

Praise God for staying with me through it for every single second, and praise God for never giving up on me. In the shoes of the Enemy, I chose to feed the homeless and sit with the sick. I gave up my prized possessions and learned to turn the other cheek.

In the shoes of the enemy I watched my friends and family turn their backs until nobody but the Holy Trinity remained on my side. And then They brought me new friends, revived old family.

What I have experienced has changed me even further for the better. My body and soul both know that no matter what happens, it is going to be alright in the end.

And now it is time for the Great Journey.