No, the wilderness isn’t romantic, but it’s beautiful and terrifying and intimate. Eventually, there won’t be anything between you and God anymore. There is freedom and deliverance waiting on the other side; sometimes it won’t look the way the travel brochure sold it, though. You’ll look back from your new home in the west, and you’ll love the wind and the wild, you’ll love your freckles and the sun’s slow weathering of your bare face. You’ll love the song of the stars in your hair more than you loved the contents of your life, more than you loved tidy sealed boxes and certainty.
