And there I was, out of high school, legally an adult, and everything had been stripped away from me.
All the comforts of home and family.
Most of the accoutrements of civilization, save a change of clothes and a toothbrush.
I didn’t know where I was.
I didn’t know what time it was.
It was dark. I couldn’t see.
All my strength was gone.
Everything in my life had been sharpened down to this one point: one foot placed carefully in front of the other, guided by the faint but necessary light of a swinging flashlight.
“Your word is a lamp to my feet and a light to my path.”