There is a steady stream of words rolling through my mind. It’s been this way for the past several weeks. Yet, putting those thoughts into actual words on a screen for public reading or on paper for private remembrance is a challenging task.
For this blog about faith, peace and discovering the beauty around us, how do I write about deep disappointment when fervent prayers have gone unanswered, leaving devastating consequences? Is it possible to point the way to inward peace when everything is in turmoil? Is there beauty in desolation?
These are wilderness-wandering days … again.