Tag : peace-in-the-valley

wreckage cityscape


On February 26, 2011 I wrote and posted to my music website an inspirational piece titled Walking Away From the Wreckage. Have you ever had to crawl out of and stagger away from life’s wreckage – whether it be actual or metaphorical? Has a series of storms served to destroy your house of straw? If so, do any of your wounds continue to bleed? Do you continue to suffer a degree of mental, emotional, or spiritual trauma?

Though injured and bleeding you can walk away.

Though injured and bleeding you can walk away.

If you answered “yes” to any or all of the above questions, you share a kinship with those who would be considered “wayfarers” in my fiction trilogy. Indeed, you may in fact be one! So now, it is likely that you’ve set about on a journey home – walking away from said wreckage – with no one to answer your call for help or to give you a ride. Indeed, your legs are tired and aching and the hole in your soul is gaping. But, did you know that it is evil you are escaping as you walk away?

Even after you’ve paced off enough distance to put the wreckage out of sight, there may well be flashbacks to the actual events that caused the crash. Those events are shoved down inside of the pack that you didn’t realize was on your back until now; and what a heavy weight it is to carry. There are scars that are visible to those who are blessed with the vision to see them. Those who can see the scars will lift up their prayers on your behalf, as they have faith in the one, true, living, triune God who can heal. But unfortunately dear wayfarer, there will be a greater amount of bigmouths and know-it-alls who will tell you that it’s your fault that the crash occurred and if you would have merely done things their way, none of this calamity would have befallen you…

…But you must remember dear wayfarer, it’s those bigmouths and know-it-alls; as well-meaning as they believe themselves to be – that will be the first to perish when the fan turns brown. Instead of being bitter against them, you must pray for them, as they are wrapped in the tow-chains of bondage!

As the storm blasts from the Supernatural into the Natural – you will be strengthened against it because you survived the crash; the crash that flipped your fragile world upside-down. Yes, indeed – the horrific crash that poured out the water from your oceans.

In time, the pain will subside and the flashbacks will fade like a far-off AM radio station on a cold, crystal-clear and starry night. There is healing, oh yes there will be peace in the valley!

Walk on wayfarer; walk on!

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