“You made all the delicate, inner parts of my body and knit me together in my mother’s womb. Thank you for making me so wonderfully complex. Your workmanship is marvelous – how well I know it.” Psalm 139:13,14 (NLT)
Behind my eyelids, I was staring down the barrel of a gun. Cocked and loaded. Gunshots ringing off in the background like haunting score music in a thriller movie. And then… a gunshot at close range. My eyes fly open like retractable shades on a window pane. My heart beating fast. It’s 2 a.m.