I’ve lost the words and cannot find them, still. Months and years have passed, yet the pain is still a fog covering everything in my mind.
"Nothing has been lost that will not be restored. Be patient and kind with yourself. New life doesn’t come overnight especially after the soil of your life and heart has been burnt down and razed and covered in salt.
Set out, pilgrim. Set out into the freedom and the wandering. Find your people. God is much bigger, wilder, generous, more wonderful than you imagined.
You aren’t condemned to wander forever. Remember now: after the wilderness comes deliverance…”