As I continued my journey to Arizona on roads that go on endlessly, I  traveled through a hot and dry desert (Sonora), destitute of shade or vegetation, The way seemed long and difficult. In the middle of nowhere, the night stretched out for miles, and the moon hung in full mission. I had a vision of Calvary, and nothing could withstand her forward progress. The stars didn’t have to fall for me to believe or for me to make a wish.
Stacy Sweeney