The Blessing of the Wilderness

2026-1-30

notes, poems

The wilderness is such a beautiful place for life.
On the outside, it looks scary, but it deceives the human eye.
As a human, I naturally dread it,
although my soul secretly yearns for it.

The wilderness is magnificence masked with a wicked look.
Many run from it, yet it pursues them.
Many try to deny it, yet it’s always in their face.
Many ignore it, yet they are perishing.

The call to the wilderness is the call to adventure.
How would I break new ground if I weren’t willing to go into the wilderness?
How would I develop my strength if I didn’t train in the wilderness?
How would I conquer my fears if I didn’t confront the wilderness?
How do I grow my faith if I am scared of the wilderness?

Yet when I am in the wilderness,
I realize my mind had fooled me all along.
I am free from all the distractions of life;
I see with clarity God in His glory, beauty, wisdom, and magnificence.

My patience is stretched,
My endurance matured,
My capacity to love expanded,
My faith heightened,
My strength enlarged,
My wisdom lengthened.

So I answer the call.
As a child runs toward their parents.
Wilderness, here I come.