Despite it all, I do still dream. When the last post is delivered and the darkness shrinks back into itself, I hope that we Outsiders will hug and cry tears of joy upon realizing our triumph over the enemy. I can’t begin to imagine the years and decades of anguish my famous friends have had to endure. I hope they finally have some peace, and perhaps even newfound faith in Jesus Christ.
I do still dream. Beyond the reach of my current task, I still dream of that house in the mountains where all my friends and family dwell and days are spent in happiness and love for one another. It’s impossible to know what the future brings or what the results will be of this year-long prison, but I trust that something good will come of it, something wonderful, something beyond my wildest dreams. I retain hope that the end of this living hell will bring something far greater than I could ever imagine. I trust in God’s will but I can’t help but wonder what the rest of His plan entails. As for my faith, my faith has been put on trial repeatedly, relentlessly, but I pray now more than I ever have in my entire life. And isn’t that the silver lining in all of this? In the end and through it all, my walk with God is stronger now than it’s ever been in my entire life. What more could I ask for?