My timer rings and the nurse sends me on my way. That was it. A shot that would save my life…I thought of India.

I cast my burdens off to the greater. Seeing them as what they are and not denying them but no longer do they carry the weight and power that the enemy of destruction and hate desperately clings to. The victory is not in our burdens and the scars they bear but in our willingness to surrender them and fight from that place.