Beverly Jean Stovall

Please Sun Rise Beverly Jean Stovall

All of my life it seemed as if I was wandering through a maze in a dark tunnel that had no light in it. The tunnel was comparable to my life, which was cold, dark, and empty, and had no sense of direction in it. I was lost and could not find my way in it or out of it because it was so dark. But I believed that the light I needed so desperately was at the end of the tunnel. So consequently I spent my entre life wandering aimlessly in the tunnel looking for light in the darkness. After a lifetime of searching I found the light at the end of the tunnel and discovered that the darkness had nothing to do with the tunnel because it was just as dark on the outside of the tunnel as in the inside... Where is the way where the light dwelleth? And how do I find it?