Words from the wilderness: Giving Up

I wrote these words on a dark day.  I wasn’t thinking of you when I wrote it.  I was just writing.  I didn’t need to share. I wasn’t trying to be saved and I wasn’t looking for comfort. I was just trying to find words to wrap around reality. 

I know there are those of you who church ‘won’t work’ tomorrow. Cause they’ll talk about a Gospel and a God who offers to save you from the dark and you will wonder why that doesn’t work in real life.  Why dark still comes so swiftly and silently with all its suffocating strength if He is who He says He is.  

Words from the wilderness: christmas

[A year ago, I wrote the words below in an email to a few unspeakably precious friends. It’s uncharacteristic, but I have nothing I would edit about it.  The best thing about the wilderness is the way Jesus meets you there.  I pray its truth finds you today. I pray He finds you today.  And if you are in a dark place, know this – He is there too.  Louder, and more tangible and more yours than you ever imagined.]

Words from the wilderness: the encouragement of pain

[I have been stuffed full of words for so long, I thought they would pour out of me onto this blog, but this week, as I have been sorting through the thousands and thousands of words I have written over the past year, I got a little stuck.  Which ones do I share first? Share at all? maybe they’re a little bit too dark? Too sad? Too hopeless? Too intense?