Eighteen seconds before sunrise

Eighteen Seconds Before Sunrise

I was strolling down the pier the other morning walking towards the end with dawn slowly approaching. The topic that we were talking about was on how our faith in God was and for some reason I began to breakdown in sadness. Looking over the railing into the ocean, I turned and said to my friend, "I don't know why but I have been the farthest from God I have ever been in my life. 22 years old now and it seems that for the longest time my prayers have never been answered, again I go unnoticed it seems."
Going into deeper detail by exactly what I meant which I won't disclose, he responded, "You have to look closer at the situation, God has answered your prayers all this time but in calling, you have failed to respond to them. Remember this always: You are given the form, but you have to write the sonnet yourself. Which means, God will put events in your life and how you act on them will change the course of the future. It is not because God isn't answering your prayers, you aren't just acting on them."
Cracking my hand, the sun came over the horizon in the distance and the first rays of light began to shine on us and a I nodded my head. On the way home, I had a montage of thoughts flowing through my head like if it was some AMV on youtube. The person was right, things started to seem a lot clearer to me, and even though I have built walls around making them harder to tear down, I said to myself, "All these years, all these memories, there was you. You pull me through time. Because, for every shadow, no matter how deep is threatened by morning light."
Once again I wake up and realize that it was all a dream. The montage hit into my head once again, and it finally all made sense.