My family and I had just returned from the airport after being denied to fly back home due to covid regulations. We were just supposed to be gone for 4 weeks and it was now a year. The amount of time, effort and money spent to get home, but in the end it was still not enough. I laid there feeling hopeless, confused, lost and worthless. What was I going to do, how was I going to take care of my family. Do I just start a new life here and forget about going back home. This has been one of the most challenging times of my life. Then when I closed my eyes, this is the image that I saw. The hand of God wrapped up beneath me. Sustaining my fragile state. Whispering,"You are worthy, my son. You are...