Like the children of Israel
who wondered in the desert,
Autumn winds blow,
Heralding Winter’s chill,
Leaves shiver and fall,
Birds escape south and are gone,
While snow settles in, deep and cold and still.
The ground is frozen, deathlike,
Under the snow so pristine and white,
While above, skeletal fingers etch the sky,
Of the cold, dark, wilderness night.
But, deep within
This scene devoid of vitality,
Seeds of renewal gather strength, seek their own,
Burst forth as the warm Spring sun sets them free.
So like the Son of God,
Who entered my cold wilderness,
Warmed me with His touch of love,
Brought me home with gentle blessedness.
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Jesus, sometimes I feel I am wondering, lost, alone,
in a wilderness within my own soul.
Lord, even during those times of wondering,
help me trust that You are near, seeking to teach me,
stretching my faith,
waiting to restore our loving fellowship. Amen.
But they that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength;
they shall mount up with wings as eagles;
they shall run and not be weary;
they shall walk and not faint. Isaiah 40:31
By Carolyn R Scheidies
From Journey of Faith
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