As I ponder my readings and meanderings through, Hinds' Feet in High Places, I continue to find myself looking at myself.
She encountered Pride that caused her limp to be greater than necessary. The Good Shepherd rescues her (from herself) and she continues on her journey.
Her wonderful guides, Sorrow and Suffering, now lead her to a precipice that looks out over a barren, dry desert away from the High Places that her Shepherd promised her. She can't believe that this is part of the plan, and cries out for Him.
As He explains the need to trust, she finds herself offering this prayer. It is mine, as well.
"I do love you, you know that I love you. Oh, forgive me, for I can't help my tears. I will go down with you into the wilderness, right away from the promise, if you really wish it. Even if you can't tell me why it has to be, I will go with you, for you know that I do love you, and you have the right to choose for me anything that you please."