I sat there and part of me just took in the beauty of the scenery. I was back in the woods, but I had a clear view of the water. This side trail isn't very heavily used by other hikers so I wasn't disturbed as I watched the sunlight on the lake. I took out some index cards and began to write.
About a month earlier I had taken part in my own passage ceremony, marking the conclusion to the first part of my journey. I began to reflect on what I had learned, writing out Scripture references, summarizing key themes, connecting ideas, in some way to give clarity to my own mind, and also to begin consolidating all of this stuff on identity into notes in the hopes of being able to share it with other groups at retreats or seminars (I'm really hoping to begin moving in this direction once the current things I'm dealing with come to a conclusion).
I sat and wrote, really taking in what I had been through and learned over the past three years, kind of blown away about what God had done, but I also knew that this wasn't the end of the journey. As I finished the last 3x5 card on identity, I put the word "Passion" at the top of a new index card, wrote out the central verse that I've been coming back to with this word for the past few years, and then my mind drew a blank...
Fight the lion, 1 Peter 5.1-11
TO GOD ALONE BE THE GLORY!
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