Wondrous Newness

God’s creation, His wilderness, His world is beautiful. And as we pursue purgation we notice something new, something that quite possibly wasn’t there before, something drawing us to, in the words of Evelyn Underhill, “The mysterious vitality of trees, the silent magic of the forest.” We discover that being alone in a field of golden-orange poppies, walking bare foot in a slow-moving creek, or crushing a herb of pale purple lavender between our fingers can become more than just moments of delight, they can become actual moments of transformation, moments that illuminate the dark places within us, moments we’re offered wondrous newness, moments that open ourselves to creation’s Creator. In the wilderness there is grace, grace to heal, preserve, even transform.

Jonathan R. Bailey