Day 41 of 72 : maybe you are a wild thing to?

and wild things can somehow find a way to bloom... untitled (by luisamöhle)

"I refuse to be a victim" comes after years in the wilderness...the place where one finds oneself ... for those who dare

and I am painting a red E.  Refusing to let frustration set in... I patiently retry putting the paper in

the printer but after the third time I click mindlessly on Ann Voscamp's revisiting the archives to read this.

 

For I am about to do something new.

See, I have already begun! Do you not see it?

I will make a pathway through the wilderness.

I will create rivers in the dry wasteland.

~Isa. 43:19

my word.  these are my words......and in a crumpled heap on the floor I squeeze my knees tight

begging to believe this is coming true for me .   crying for Him to just hold me..He knows the way I

go and He gives me just enough for today. To know He hears and He tells me yet again

and today I hear and wonder...maybe I am a wild thing finding its way to bloom...

 

XO,

 

beautiful photo here