My Very First

C15:The Sun Doesn't Rise For All Of Us

It was morning at the Johnson Manor. The weather was indecisive. The sun was out but it was frequently covered by thick white clouds.

Yawning, Daniel made his way to the shower. The cold water hit his spine as though rubbing it in his face that it was morning and there was nothing he could do to not go to school.

After getting dressed, he went to get cereals in the kitchen. There was no sign of Elijah anywhere. Narrowing his eyebrows, he wondered where he was. Elijah was never late, ever. He shrugged and prepared toast for him either way.

Emily graced the stairs as she descended, she was going for a jog down the street. "Good morning, Andrew." She sang. Someone was in a good mood.

"Hi, Emily." He mumbled, rolling his eyes. As I was about to take the toast and go upstairs, Emily spoke. "Is that for Travis? If it is, I wouldn't bother. He left early this morning." Daniel stopped and looked to face her.

She bit an apple. "Travis has gone to work, darling." I cringed at the nickname.

"You saw him?" I asked my tone giving off disbelief with a touch of annoyance.

"Yes, right after my yoga session. He was wearing a suit, briefcase and all." She said leaving the house to jog.

That was odd. Why did Eli leave early? That too without informing me? Something was odd. I called him immediately, whilst packing his toast for Wayne. Dude is always hungry.

"-Hi. This is Travis Johnsosn. Unfortunately I'm unavailable in the moment, please leave a message and I'll get back to you-"

Dang it. Voicemail. I tried again and it sent me to the same recorded voice of my idiotic brother.

"Hey, Eli. I'm just checking up on you. You left without eating breakfast so I'll just pack it up for Wayne and uh, just call me back please." I said ending the voicemail.

I had a weird feeling about this. Call me back Elijah.

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Mikayla's POV

I woke up feeling fantastic. I, Mikayla Mendez was dating Daniel Johnson. It was all I could think about.

I got up and took my Bible. Subconsciously flipping the Holy pages, I landed on a scripture.

Romans 12:18 If it is possible, as far as it depends on you, live at peace with everyone. Do not take revenge, my dear friends, but leave room for God's wrath, for it is written: "It is mine to avenge, I will repay", says the Lord.

I read it once, twice and three times. I cried silently as I read it again. Unlike the past few weeks, it wasn't due to sadness but relief. I spent all this time with anger and disappointment clouding my vision and heart. Immediately I kneeled down.

"Oh God, Thank you. God above all others, You Oh God are Holy. Perfect in all your endeavours. I worship You, not in my own doing but enabled by the Holy Spirit. You, Oh Jesus give me strength to fight it all. Indeed, You are the Holy Lord, who speaks no lies."

"It is written in Your Word that we can do all things through Him who strengthens us. I had read this very verse many times but today Oh Lord, I felt your touch along with it. As I read every word, it felt like You were breathing it into my face. Thank you, O Holy One of Zion! What would I be without You?"

"God, praise be to Your name! For the new day, life, fulfillment, purpose, joy. God, I thank You that Your merciful eyes saw me worthy of new breath. I'm not perfect but in Your eyes, You saw me fit. Worthy of Grace. God, I love You. Because You loved me first. I adore You because You adored me first. When I felt alone, You Oh God, You were right there providing me with comfort. You are Jireh, my Provider."