Lost

I do not have many words these days. It is inconvenient. I have multiple speaking engagements on the horizon. I feel a bit lost (it is, I guess, the quintessential experience of being "at a loss for words.")

Imagine the comfort then, when I found this tonight...

"And remember the journey of the children of Israel as the followed God out of Egypt and into the wilderness. Tracing their route throughout the forty years of wandering... would suggest that they were lost. But they were precisely where they were supposed to be..." (from Benner's Sacred Companions.)

Where am I? At a loss for words, I seem to be more in pictures these days. Maybe I am lost where I'm supposed to be...


"Lost Where I'm Supposed to Be" in soft pastel, by L.L. Barkat