Really lovely imagery, i felt like I was there with low, angry skies and my life in tatters.

THIS: "Was God taunting them, as he threw the daggers at them, deep into their insides? Or was God driving them on, lighting a fire under them? Move, he says. Keep moving, my people" was incredibly powerful to me. Is God punishing me or is He 'working in mysterious ways' to move me toward a better place? This is a question all people who believe in a higher power run up against in the midst of tragedy, and they way you worded it was awesome!

Glad to have found your work here!