Wind softly sifted through the screen, whispering gently in my ear as I sat, my head bowed. I was so lost and confused, everything I was ‘living’ for seemed like such a lie, it was unbelievable. With my hands clasped, pressed against my forehead my eyes were tightly shut and I spoke from my heart-my lips moving with my thoughts.

“God council me”

As I opened my eyes I felt the breeze more now, still as gentle though slightly more pressing on my back-as though it were pushing me forward. Tall, green trees of all shapes and leaves aligned my passageway; my feet were bare and felt dirty as I stood on a wide dirt path. I walked along this path for some time before I saw a man. His hair was blonde and fell around his cheeks so delicately that it made him seem perfect. His skin was fair and his clothes ragged-he seemed to be 7 feet tall, maybe more. He spoke to me softly.

“Em wollof”

I had no idea what he had just spoken, the words seemed so foreign to me, yet beautiful and peaceful; and as he turned from me I felt compelled to follow. We walked up white concrete steps which led to a spiral staircase, as we elevated the steps I could see light from outside shining in through the windows. Once he had reached the top of the stairs he crossed a bridge and again, I followed.
Here he stopped.
It was a magnificently beautiful room, almost completely empty, though it held an air of some sort that felt so serene. There was a throne in the middle and a black cloud sitting present. The man turned to me and said simply

“Don’t let man mold you, let me mold you”

His face shone now, so brightly and beautifully, it was almost blinding. I closed my eyes again, and darkness fell over me, as I opened my eyes my heart skipped a beat and I realized-God counseled me.