Had a conversation last night that's been running through my mind all day. Talking with an old friend about T H A T place: the one where all your safeties, backups, fall backs, trusty old solutions won't work. Where self reliance, good looks or luck, relationships won't get you where you need to go. Where the cliff is up ahead, the breaks are gone, and your foot is lead on the pedal. There's nothing to cling to--except God and his promises. It may not be the land we want to dwell in, the ground may be dry and cracked, and the soil rotten, but we are told to S T A Y and to C U L T I V A T E faithfulness. We talked about the strange intersection of fear and faith, the anxiety and joy that come with having to fully rely on God as our only help. How there's actually something exhilarating about having no parachute, no distractions of our own making, no clear vision but a steady focus on God. Whether we want it or not, it's sometimes right where God wants us. He wants to be our lifeline, where so often we are searching left and right for something we can conjure up on our own. Maybe you're in the thick of it today, this week, this season. Maybe all your solutions are failing, all your supports broken. I'm praying that you'll cling so closely to God and cultivate faithfulness in the barren land.