Twenty-Eight
I closed my eyes and opted for complete surrender. The last question my consciousness asked was: What did you even surrender to?
Me.
This was the clear voice in my mind that in enveloped me. There was no definition for it, no way I could fathom or explain what happened. It was an experience. Pure and raw.
Surrender.
I knew far too well that all fear and doubt would only hold me back. Make me weak. Maybe the hardest thing to surrender was Rahab’s fate. It was up to her now. Still, I wanted to control it. I wanted to make her see the terrible abyss that awaited her if she would refuse to let go. But it was her decision not make.
Surrender.
I closed my eyes and fell. To a place where there was no Rahab. No war. Not even Adama. Only peace. Only certainty. That’s where my he
