Read alongside the book
Choose a reflection below and walk through Through the Wilderness one poem and one honest devotion at a time.
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Every poem in the book has its own place in this journey. Open one week at a time, or view the complete poem-by-poem path.
Explore by what you’re walking through
Choose a path from the guide at the end of the book to see its corresponding poem devotionals.
Maps Through the Wilderness
These poem devotionals are grouped together in the guide at the end of Through the Wilderness.
Poem Devotional · Through the Wilderness
There are moments when you have missed the version of yourself who laughed more freely, trusted more easily, and did not examine every good moment for signs that it might disappear? Maybe life taught you to build walls so gradually that you forgot what your heart felt like before them.
Poem Devotional · Through the Wilderness
You might recognize what it is like to have looked back at an ordinary day and realized it became one of the memories you treasure most? At the time, nothing announced that it mattered. It was simply laughter, conversation, or someone you loved being close enough to reach.
Poem Devotional · Through the Wilderness
Somewhere in your story, you may have grieved something you never actually had—the marriage you pictured, the home you planned, or the future that felt so real you had already begun living inside it? Losing an imagined life can hurt just as deeply as losing something you once held.
Poem Devotional · Through the Wilderness
You might recognize what it is like to have discovered that God was protecting, preparing, or carrying you long before you knew to ask Him? Looking backward can reveal prayers, people, and moments of mercy that your younger self could not yet understand.
Poem Devotional · Through the Wilderness
Somewhere in your story, you may have realized that someone taught you how to live without ever sitting you down for a lesson? Their habits, work ethic, faith, or steady presence became part of you simply because you stayed close enough to watch.
Poem Devotional · Through the Wilderness
Somewhere in your story, you may have wondered whether being chosen can carry even more meaning than being expected? Family is not formed by blood alone. Sometimes love becomes most visible in the person who had every opportunity to leave and decided to stay.
Poem Devotional · Through the Wilderness
When you picture home, do you remember the building—or the person who made you feel noticed inside it? Often it was a meal, a favorite treat, a laugh from another room, or a quiet act of care that made a place feel safe.
Poem Devotional · Through the Wilderness
This may feel familiar: you have met someone whose gentleness made you lower your guard without even realizing it? They did not need to dominate the room or correct everyone in it. Their kindness made honesty feel safe.
Poem Devotional · Through the Wilderness
Somewhere in your story, you may have stood close enough to a group to be included but still felt like the extra person? Maybe you learned to leave first, stay quiet, or convince yourself that you preferred being alone before anyone else could reject you.
Poem Devotional · Through the Wilderness
Somewhere in your story, you may have longed for the kind of freedom you felt before every hour had a responsibility attached to it? Maybe your soul is not asking for a dramatic escape. Maybe it is asking you to become present again.
Poem Devotional · Through the Wilderness
Maybe you have remembered a childhood moment more as a feeling than a complete story? Your mind may not hold every detail, yet your body still recognizes the tension, the fear, or the moment something familiar changed.
Poem Devotional · Through the Wilderness
There are moments when you have learned to read footsteps, headlights, or the sound of a door because you needed to know which version of the evening was coming? A child can become watchful long before having words for fear.
Poem Devotional · Through the Wilderness
You might recognize what it is like to have known that an explanation did not match what you could see, yet wondered whether you were allowed to trust yourself? Sometimes the truth speaks quietly through what does not add up.
Until the next step
Whether you are reading along in the book or joining these reflections here, thank you for allowing me to walk beside you.