Thursday, November 5, 2009


Through the wilderness from Egypt to Canaan
we wander in circles.
Every day is something new...
and every day looks exactly the same.

"Haven't we been here before?"
"No, look: we've never seen that flowering bush."
"Perhaps, but the sting of its thorn feels familiar."

Traversing wilderness in community is a blessing;
the laughter of children, the warmth of fires for cooking--
all suggest normalcy,
masking the desolation and loneliness.

"How long, O God, will we be unsettled?
How long until we can plant crops with roots
and dig into the earth for a permanent well?"

Moses admonishes that the wilderness is necessary;
we cannot reach our destination
except by this way.
So we keep on keeping on:

"Come, mother. Come, child. Walk a little further."
"Please just let me rest awhile."
"Hold my hand: look, there is the cloud of God.
We are not alone."

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