Stood by the window, I thought I was staring at the rain droplets outside. Slowly, I felt my mind drifting away from my body. I felt a sharp pain down my spine. My shoulders were overwhelmed by an unknown weight. What could this possibly be? I've always been this strong and mighty tree, stood firm amidst thunderstorms and perilous weather conditions. I took a lot of heavy blows. So confident in myself, I didn't realize that I was laid bare and my shield was compromised. I suffered a lot of injuries and deep cuts. I didn't even realize that I was slowly wearing and tearing. I lost my greens; I became dry, brittle, and friable. The pain was so overwhelming that I lost my balance and fell hard to the ground. It was just me, the pain, and my pool of tears. I cried out in pain and agony: "Help! Help!" But It was like I was engulfed in a thick, dark black hole, out of reach. Who do I turn to? I was slowly giving in to the silence and darkness around me. Suddenly, a faint light from afar appeared. Could that be what I think it is? Hope? The light got brighter, and I could feel its warmth around me. This beautiful sign whispered into my ears: "Isaiah 41:10: Do not be afraid, for I am with you." A reassurance that even in my weakness, I am strong. Then it dawned on me that throughout my journey, I was never alone, and I am loved by the One who is greater than all.