Love this. The wilderness is not about having a hard time in a bleak place. It’s about stripping away false systems, cultured norms, and getting to know God in all of his many facets. It forges in you the ability to take and steward your personal promised land. – Seneca Schurbon
When they heard you were summoned to the wilderness
They laughed and mocked you
They were happy when your
life came to a screeching halt
They thought you would
die in the wilderness
That the hard processes
would get the better of you
They didn’t know your God
The distance He would go
for those He loves
He will leave the ninety-nine
to look for the one
hurting soul
You were standing there
all eyes on you
Wishing the earth would
swallow you
Your heart torn to pieces
Many questions on your lips
Still you made your way
to the wilderness
Whispered yes, when
you wanted to hide
You could have ignored
Papa’s whisper to come
away with Him
Be like Orpah and never
pursue your destiny
This was just a detour
Leading you to where
He always knew you
would reign
You fought your way
through your pain and scattered emotions
While holding on to Papa
with all your might
You could live without
many things, but not for
a second without Him
Worship became your
greatest weapon
Silencing the voice of your
critics and the voice of satan
Something irrevocable was
birthed inside of you during
these trying times
Where deep would follow
Deep blindly
You found your reason for living
Your purpose for existence
You love Him more than life
You didn’t know that those
Papa greatly uses
He calls aside
He invades their lives
He trains them intensely
Till He can make them His
dwelling place
We didn’t disappear like
they wished we would
Pain could not stop us
Religion could no longer
cage us
We did not die in the wilderness
The wilderness matured us
in ways we never imagined
All over the earth the wilderness daughters are arising
Everything about them are different
They carry the sound of
heaven in their mouths
Its a weighty sound that
was obtained through persecution, rejection and fiery trials
It cannot be imitated by the
ones who never visited the wilderness
They wear their scars, boldly
and unapologetically
Their scars prepared them
for their destinies
Lionesses are arising from
the wilderness dust
Shining with His glory
Ready to take their places
No longer intimidated by
fake giants
They know their worth
They know who they are
They are ready to invade
the earth with the heart of the Father beating through them!
~ Ebigale Wilson
Wilderness Daughters
The Journey
Restored Ministries
Breathings 