The Next Thing

Two images come to mind when I think about wilderness.

Dessert. Wide open vistas of nothingness. Dull, wind-whipped colors. Lifeless and void. No edges anywhere just the vast expanse of sand in all directions.

The other is a forested mountainside where no light has reached the earth for decades and no human foot has crushed a pine needle. Endless acres of trees so dense that once deposited in their midst there is no edge that is visible.

Both feel claustrophobic to me. I tend to want to edges, some defining mark that lets me know I’ve arrived somewhere. Wilderness doesn’t have edges.

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About Lani

With six kids, a farm, a ministry and dreams poking out in every direction I need plenty of grace to keep all the balls in the air. The sweet thing is that when I drop them, that crazy grace of God is there telling me I'm still okay...and you are, too...welcome to this place of grace.

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