🎭 “Lo, The Weight of a Hundred Sorrows Maketh a Titan of Him…” 🎭 Behold the soul who hath walked through storms so fierce that sunlight itself did learn its worth by contrast. For what is joy, if not the sweet relief that followeth anguish? What is triumph, save the echo of pain overcome? Aye—sunny days glow brighter only when rain hath carved its lessons upon the flesh. Life, that merciless tutor, striketh both body and spirit, leaving scars unseen and seen. Yet still he standeth. This verse

There are seasons in life when God’s plan feels hidden, like a quiet whisper we cannot fully understand. Yet as we look back, we often realize that even in the most fragile and uncertain moments, God was already moving. He was already shaping our path, our heart, and even our identity. My story reminds me that beginnings do not determine destiny. Even when a life is unplanned by people, it is never unplanned by God. The emptiness, the rejection, the silent fears I carried growing up were not ran