Beauty in the wilderness abounds. Days beauty drops like manna from Heaven, other days, I scan the horizon, searching.

Dearest Reader,

Camp Karen, a full week with our teenage granddaughters, has come and gone. My Sweet Man and I quietly celebrated thirty-two years of marriage. Zinnia blooms, Dahlia blooms, butterflies, and bumblebees are in abundance.

Beauty in the wilderness abounds, still, there’s a weariness in my body I cannot shake.

Weary has been a common thread the past weeks. 

As I carry my weariness, I hear and see you in the weight of yours. We struggle, grappling to make sense of it all. The hard truth remains, we may never know why.

We shift our focus to how; how can we move forward in the fear and uncertainty?

I mentioned before I’ve been studying Psalms 91. I grab the words:

“He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will abide in the shadow of the Almighty. I will say to the Lord, ‘My refuge and my fortress, my God, in whom I trust.'” Psalms 91:1-2 (ESV)

I whisper them through the day and into the night as a declaration over my days.

Beauty in the wilderness abounds. Days beauty drops like manna from Heaven, other days, I scan the horizon, searching. 

Early morning, I walk our dog towards the west, watching the waning gibbous moon. We make our turn, now facing east I watch the sun slip over the horizon.

I am scanning the horizon, fingers of pink trail across the sky.

Memories of days when I could barely walk from room to room, and this morning, I find myself walking out and back with our loyal furry friend. The barn owl hoots nearby, the neighbor’s rooster crows, “Good morning.” Hay rustles in the summer breeze.

Once upon a time, it was twenty-mile runs and hill repeats — laughter in the middle of the trail when my Soul Sister shared a funny story. 

I hold the tension of weariness and beauty; my ten-minute walk now a thing of beauty in the wilderness.

My heart begins to form a list:

  • Zinnia blooms
  • Dahlias and Black-eyed Susans
  • Lemon Basil
  • Monarch butterflies and bumblebees
  • Blackberry jam and peaches
  • Thirty-two years with my Sweet Man
  • Late night ice cream runs and chocolate chip cookies

Small, ordinary things that amid our weariness become beauty in the wilderness. 

Manna from Heaven. Grace upon grace. Provision from the Sacred Text:

“For thus said the Lord God, the Holy One of Israel, ‘In returning and rest you shall be saved; in quietness and in trust shall be your strength.’ But you were unwilling.”  Isaiah 30:15 (ESV)

We must be willing to trust actively. Unwillingness to trust the Almighty will send us flailing out of control.

“My refuge and my fortress, my God, in whom I trust.”

I understand, Fellow Traveler, your backpack is substantial, the wilderness hard and never our first choice. But, if all were well, would not complacency, self-sufficiency and pride become our throne. I don’t know where you are. Me, I prefer the Throne of Grace to my lacking capabilities.

Hearts that search for Him in the wilderness become self-seeking otherwise. 

Dearest Reader, make these words a declaration over your life today:

“He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will abide in the shadow of the Almighty. I will say to the Lord, ‘My refuge and my fortress, my God, in whom I trust.'” Psalms 91:1-2 (ESV)

I am here to encourage you, equip you, and guide you as you redefine your wilderness. You can comment below or send a private email to tlmashburn@yahoo.com.

Your Wilderness Guide,

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