What do you do
when you wander aimlessly,
and the fire you once carried has been quenched?
When you are misunderstood — even by your own —
rejected and cast away.
When you feel lonely and isolated,
as though you don’t belong
or cannot truly connect.
When deep inside you feel empty and spent,
tired, yet moving from one day to the next.
When your past mistakes haunt you,
when an enemy constantly attacks and never backs down,
when a world relentlessly tempts you
and whispers that you are not enough.
When your thoughts, meant to be a friend,
become a foe instead —
haunting you with a past that stains your heart
a scarlet red.
Meet me, Great I Am,
in my wandering through this wilderness
as You met Moses.
Transform my “I am’s.”
Where the mundane turns to musing,
and despair turns to delight.
Where wandering turns to wonder,
and wilderness turns to worship.
Show me a bush burning, yet not consumed —
reminding me that You have interwoven
Your life and breath into mine.
All the fiery trials
that should have consumed me —
yet did not.
Your love and Spirit
have kept my heart burning,
yet not consumed —
refining the dust
into an imperishable faith.
Through pain and suffering
that will not destroy me,
except to be consummated by the Lord,
the all-consuming Fire.
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