He was the One who had been there when she had run from home. The One who was there when Matthias disappeared. The One who was there when she tried to take her own life. The One who was there in the deepest, deadest, darkest parts of her night. The one with the light. Her heart had listened and waited and desperately cried for Him, even when she hadn’t known who had called. But she knew now. It was her savior, the Lord.
