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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Wow! Seriously everytime i really press God for the big picture of my life and ask him ‘to what end’ is the current journey I am on leading to…this is the answer I get. Do the next thing!
This has happened a few times! Thank you!
Your article touched my heart as I feel I’ve been in a desert without any resources to sustain my dream of a move to a better place where my two sons reside. They have grandchildren for me to nurture and I feel sad that I don’t see them except on special occasions. Praying I would do the next best thing and become more vocal about my needs to my husband to the Lord. I’m encouraged that He knows the best and will guide me in every path I put my feet on.