Reflections from the Wilderness Place.

Grab your cuppa and join me on my deck where the view feels endless, and summer’s soft dew glistens on fresh cut hay. 

Dearest Reader,

This past week has been one of contemplation and reflection. It is the third of anniversary of my Sweet Man’s collapse. A collapse that led to open heart surgery and his aorta valve replaced.

We also made a trip to Duke’s Dysautonomia Clinic to meet with my care team.

Grab your cuppa and join me on my deck where the view feels endless, and summer’s soft dew glistens on fresh cut hay.

It has been almost six years to the day of my first visit. In some ways, it feels as if our first trip was yesterday. Others, honestly, I don’t remember what feeling good is. That’s not a call for your sympathy; it’s more an acknowledgment.

An acknowledgment that I have accepted this way of life. Daily seeking ways to let go of the old, taking hold of the new.

I firmly believe moving forward first requires us to look back. Pivotal moments, the moments that leave you freefalling, when reflected upon, make room for God’s grace to move in.

Reflections from The Wilderness Place require a cuppa of some sort, whether it be hot tea or hot coffee.

Wrapping your hands around a steaming mug while mourning doves coo and the sun begins to tip over the edge of the horizon.

I am slowly learning that letting go of the old, taking hold of the new is one way to Redefine the Wilderness. One. Moment. At. A. Time. 

If you are in the midst of a similar transition, I want to urge you to let go. Take time to grieve what was. And then take hold of all that God has for you here. It’s not easy, I know. But, there is goodness and mercy here, though I confess, some days I can’t find it short of a temper tantrum before the Lord.

We’ve been slowly making our way through the book of Kings.

I’ve been pulling threads from God’s faithfulness as I share from my H.E.A.R. Journal, weaving stories of old around our stories. Where do we see God in The Wilderness Place?

I don’t know about you, but I am encouraged as I see God’s faithfulness to move David, Elijah, Elisha, and many others through their circumstances.

We see reassurance that just as He was working in and through their lives, He is working in our circumstances.

For the word of God is living and effective and sharper than any double-edged sword, penetrating as far as the separation of soul and spirit, joints and marrow. It is able to judge the thoughts and intentions of the heart.” Hebrews 4:12 (CSB)

“Your word is a lamp for my feet and a light on my path.” Psalms 119:105 (CSB)

From the book, Suffering Is Never For Nothing:

Elizabeth Elliot, a woman who had intimate knowledge of suffering, says this:

“We’re not adrift in chaos. We’re held in the everlasting arms.”

I would be remiss if I failed to share her words with you. Dearest Reader, we are not adrift in our pain; we are held secure by the everlasting arms of God.

Imagine that as we empty our mugs, the sun as fully appeared over the horizon, allow the steady rhythm of rocking and sounds of birdsong remind you of the everlasting arms of God.

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

Your Wilderness Guide,

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“There is no space to live well or love well, much less pursue the God who created us to be in fellowship with Him. We close the gap between what we need and what we want with more. Our spinning lives and broken hearts are empty while appearing full. We paste a smile on our face and tell anyone who asks we are okay while inside we are shattering a million different ways.” -Mornings In The Word