The Edge of the Desert

As some of you may (or may not) have noticed, I have not kept up with my good intentions and posted here every Friday. The last couple of Fridays, for example, I have sat for a while, contemplating this empty blog space and my thoughts, trying to decide if either are worth sharing with anyone. As you may have surmised, I decided they were not and went back to doing other things.

I’m in a bit of a dry season of my life. I called this post the edge of the desert because I can’t claim to be in the midst of a full-blown, tumbleweeds-blowing-by kind of time. But the well of creativity (and pretty much every other aspect of my life) is definitely a bit low. 


I feel a little like one of the characters in my WIP, the third book in The Night Guardians Series. Christina and her husband have experienced a tragic loss that has shaken their faith and their marriage to the core. Here’s an excerpt:

Not that she didn’t want to be close to him. Most of the time she longed for his touch, ached with the desire for things to return to the way they used to be between them, to the time when that well within her was so overflowing with everything she wanted to share with him that she couldn’t touch him enough, be with him enough, or tell him a joke for the sheer joy of watching him throw back his head and laugh often enough.

When he moved toward her now, the bucket she dropped down to retrieve something, anything she could give him in return clunked against the hard, cracked bottom of the well and came back up empty.

I’m going through something a little like this in my life right now. Not nearly as extreme, but just feeling as though I don’t have a lot to give in any aspect of my life. Someone posted to Facebook recently that during periods of spiritual dryness, the best thing to do is to dig deeper, be extremely intentional about spending time in the Word and in prayer. That resonated with me. Not that it is an easy thing to do – digging a well through hard, dry earth is a momentous and daunting job. But when water is struck and that well fills to the brim with cool refreshing water, isn’t every moment of the arduous task suddenly well worth it?


My prayer for all of you is that, whatever you are going through in your life right now, you will experience the life-giving water that only Jesus can give. As he said to the woman at the well, “Everyone who drinks of this water will be thirsty again, but whoever drinks of the water that I will give him will never be thirsty again. The water that I will give him will become in him a spring of water welling up to eternal life” (John 5:13-14). 

Press on, my friends.

Press on,



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