She gazes over the endless water, searching for that far horizon--for the shore of promise. There upon the water's surface, something unfamiliar is reflected. Maybe it is a glimpse of tomorrow. Maybe it is the distant shore.
Her heart rate accelerates at the possibility of her finding an answer to her days and nights of seeking. She blinks. Once—still there. Twice—still there. Three times...
Three times and it is gone, vanished before her eyes. Is something blocking that which was being reflected? Was there ever anything really there? She finds no clarity on these questions, but she refuses to let it make her doubt her Guide—her loving Lord.
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