Debbie had everything figured out for her, an award winning journalist with a promising career. she saw herself fulfilling the promise she made to her nine year old self but now that was all down the drain. she was purposeless hopeless and faithless. she stood in the middle of her living room floor, ungotten. Did God lie? she felt cheated, shortchanged. In her hand she was holding her phone a message popped up, "Hey, a friend of my mom needs a house help, I think you should take it" A fat tear escaped her eye. "wow" she whispered to herself.