God had heard my whispered cry to help. He knew the depths of my spirit that were longing for more, longing for peace. Even when I was rejecting Him, He was there. He sent out an army to find me.

I got to the 7-mile Bridge and realized I was going to be driving this bridge while watching the sunset. I couldn’t deny that timing. God had me, He saw me, Jesus was with me there. He was setting the sun on a chapter of pain and confusion even before I made it to that island.