Wilderness

Behold, I am doing a new thing; now it springs forth, do you not perceive it? I will make a way in the wilderness and rivers in the desert.

—Isaiah 43:19

The bridge above the water provides a safe crossing over the dangers below.

Although the water looks peaceful enough, I have photographed a swimming alligator there before….

God continues to make a way for us, every day.

Each of us has a wilderness to cross at specific points in our lives.

Deserts may be on the horizon.

Yet, in all things, God is faithful.

He will make a way.

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I Am Doing a New Thing!

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On my way to church this morning, I noticed a group of purple flowers on the side of the road.

They were growing in an arch out among tall grass and weeds.

I made a mental note to stop and photograph them when I returned toward home later in the day.

Having lived in the same neighborhood for several years, I am surprised that I had not noticed these wildflowers before.

Could it be possible that this is the first year they have bloomed in this area?

Upon closer inspection, I am guessing that the winding plant with purple flowers is a type of climbing wild potato vine.

I didn’t plant it there.

In fact, I’m not sure anyone did.

However the seed was planted, it is God that has been making it grow.

Before the purple blooms appeared, I had not noticed what God was bringing about at all.

The vine was there, though, growing steadily each day.

There are so many concerns that I am praying about.

Could it be that God is answering my prayers—even now—yet I am not noticing it yet?

Could it be that God is at work changing and bringing something to life that will bloom in the beauty of His divine purpose very soon?

My heart swells with joy when I think about the moments I will perceive His answers to prayer, decorating my journey of faith with vibrant assurance of His presence and love.

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See, I am doing a new thing!

Now it springs up;

do you not perceive it?

I am making a way in the wilderness and streams in the wasteland.

—Isaiah 43:19

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Into the Wilderness

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My friend has a lovely house nestled in the trees near a swiftly moving river.

Visiting there this weekend, I sat and watched as the water moved past, never stopping, always traveling.

The back yard has branches that canopy over the ground, filtering the setting sun with a warm glow that travels through windows onto the walls within her home.

A chair sits in the yard, inviting.

Almost as if to say, “Come, sit awhile.”

Solitary places, devoid of the rush-rush, hurry-hurry business of life allow quiet moments that can be filled with prayer.

With distractions reduced to the chirping of birds and the occasional scamper of an inquisitive squirrel, listening for God’s voice becomes easier.

Jesus went  to places like this to pray, as we see in this account of His healing of an afflicted man:

And it came to pass, when he was in a certain city, behold a man full of leprosy: who seeing Jesus fell on his face, and besought him, saying, Lord, if thou wilt, thou canst make me clean.

 And he put forth his hand, and touched him, saying, I will: be thou clean. And immediately the leprosy departed from him.

 And he charged him to tell no man: but go, and shew thyself to the priest, and offer for thy cleansing, according as Moses commanded, for a testimony unto them.

 But so much the more went there a fame abroad of him: and great multitudes came together to hear, and to be healed by him of their infirmities.

 And He withdrew Himself into the wilderness, and prayed.

—Luke 5:12-16

Whether I am sitting near a river, sitting alone in my car or sitting alone in my home, I can pray.

I can talk to God.

I can also listen for what He has to say to me.

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