The word journey reminds me of the strip of highway, extending into the distant mirage, that cuts through the Great Karoo in South Africa. You know, like parts of the famous Route 66 in the USA – a few gentle hills and valleys, but mostly a straight, endless stretch of tar.
My life is not like that. As you read these poems from my chapbook called The Scent of God’s Rain ~ a Journey in Poetry, you may think that my life leads straight from an existence started in Desolation, through Pain and Thirst, ending in Grace. I have, however, been on many potholed detours. These roads still take me down winding passes of desolation, through tunnels of pain, via sandy tracks of thirst, where I eventually recognise that God’s awesome grace is with me through everything.
So I invite you to walk with me as we journey towards healing and wholeness in Christ.