I was in pursuit of a much-raved-about cappuccino. Cayenne pepper and honey, they said. I waded through the tall grass to the back of the pasture, excited to peak in on the newest addition to our farm animal family. Horse Hide, Human Hand. How is this possible? But I really wanted pink! I drove away, my necessary clot.

There are many places that I have wanted to visit, see and explore but there are very few that capture my heart and make me want to live there. is one of those places. I have family that lives in the area so I have been more times than I can count.

I wrote this poem in one of my darkest moments. Gut-wrenching though it was, God used it to bring me to the book of Job, chapters 38-42. Despite my black heart, the confusion of my circumstances, and the emotional brink on which I was teetering, God showed me that He is God. My self-righteousness needed to be laid down, overwhelmed by His sovereign wisdom and power. No, just as Job did not have the answers.