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"You shall cross the barren desert,
But you shall not die of thirst;
Your shall wander far in safety
Though you you do not know the way...."
How many times have I sung these words on a Sunday morning and never really paid attention to their meaning? Sure, I have a fairly good grasp of the English language and scriptural references; but until my physical and mental health took a deep dive into that uncharted territory we commonly call "invisible illness," the lyrics to this famous John Michael Talbot song never really hit internally.
This year, I feel as though I have been cast into a vast wilderness without a map or compass to guide me. I must completely relearn how to find my bearings and navigate my surroundings, in order to survive. To say that I feel bewildered would be quite the understatement. Every time I think that I have reached the point where a clear solution has presented itself, there is some other challenge that rises up and takes its place. Truthfully, I don't even know what my destination is, anymore.
But perhaps this is the point.
If I knew the destination, or if I had one inkling of how to get there, then I would not have need to trust in my Creator to be my Guide.
Trust. Just like the lyrics to the song tell us...
"Be not afraid. I go before you, always.
Come, follow Me, and I will give you rest."
Angela, you are an excellent writer! When is your book coming out?