I’ve been back on the road now for several weeks. There is no joy, no enthusiasm. Even hiking and visiting waterfalls doesn’t hold the same delight as before. It all just seems like work now, like going through the motions. This sense of dryness has been increasing for weeks. Even though I don’t feel the ease of the spirit on me I don’t believe it’s time to end this trip. There’s something more.
After I finish up here in the northeast I’ll be going home to The Cape. Perhaps going home is a little more difficult than I thought. I am going to have to deal with a buried darkness in my heart.
I just can’t help but think there’s something more. Something’s coming, I sense dark times ahead.
When Jesus spoke again to the people, he said, “I am the light of the world. Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness, but will have the light of life.” John 8:12 (NIV, 2011)