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In Praise of Desert and Wilderness Experiences

By Anita Mathias

John the Baptist, his heart and mind and spirit filled with the word of God, pregnant with his calling, does not do what we would today if we sense a calling. He does not go to the cities, to Jerusalem; he does not seek a platform; in fact, he initially does not speak at all.

He goes into silence, into solitude and lets the silence and solitude mould him into the Prophet God wants him to be. He does not seek the audience, the ministry, or the influence; he seeks his God, and God brings it all to him–the ministry, the recognition, the influence, the crowds, the “cross”.

He put first things first: He put God first, and the rest came to him.

* * *

John the Baptist’s season in the desert of preparation for his prophetic calling was a period of extreme simplicity–in his clothing…a garment of camel hair with a leather belt, and in the simple eating, locusts and wild honey (protein and simple carbs) which helped him focus on the most important things…

In solitude, he got to know God, to know his voice, to let the Spirit which had filled him from his mother’s womb (Luke 1:15) strengthen him, so that he wasn’t thrown when crowds seeking baptism flocked to him “from Jerusalem and all Judea and the whole region of the Jordan” including tax collectors and soldiers whom he fearlessly challenged. The time in the desert was necessary for him to gain the strength to stand up to the priests and Levites and Pharisees and Sadducees, whom he scathingly labelled “a brood of vipers” (Matt 3:7) and not hesitate to confront Herod, precipitating his own death (Mark 6 14-29).

The time in the desert made John unique (among those born of women there is no one greater than John, Jesus says, Luke 7:28), for in the desert, he had unusual, totally inspiring company. God was in the desert; the Spirit of God hovered over the desert, there were ministering angels in the desert (Matt 4:11), and eventually the Son of God, Jesus himself came there. John the Baptist, “a voice crying in the wilderness,” sounded unique, he sounded like himself. He sounded like God

Thomas Merton writes, “Many poets are not poets for the same reason that many religious men are not saints: they never succeed in being themselves. They never get around to being the particular poet or the particular monk they are intended to be by God. They never become the man or the artist who is called for by all the circumstances of their individual lives. They waste their years in vain efforts to be some other poet, some other saint…They wear out their minds and bodies in a hopeless endeavour to have somebody else’s experiences or write somebody else’s poems, or possess someone else’s spirituality. There can be an intense egoism in following everybody else. People are in a hurry to magnify themselves by imitating what is popular-and too lazy to think of anything better. Hurry ruins saints as well as artists. They want quick success and they are in such a haste to get it that they cannot take time to be true to themselves. (Thomas Merton, New Seeds of Contemplation).

* * *

“God leads everyone he loves into the desert,” Paul Miller, a friend who mentored and “discipled” me for five years writes in his excellent book, A Praying Life, Moses, David, and Elijah among them.

We all have seasons of quietness, when, if we are to do the work involved in fulfilling our call, we must be alone and silent and quiet. God shapes us in that silence with his word, his spirit, and his love, until we are ready for the next season.

But desert seasons can be unendurably quiet. We can feel like failures while we wait.

However, if we try to short-circuit the desert season necessary for us to be shaped in silence into the kind of people who are able to bear the weight of the call of God, then the desert season gets prolonged, for we are not yet ready for our call.

* * *

For me the call to the desert in my life has been to retreat into silence and obscurity and “do the work: write the book.” I admit I have tried to get out of it by social life, volunteering in church, school and the community; teaching Bible studies, travel, adult education courses, films, theatre, money-making, money-saving, hosting and attending parties, “friendships” or small groups in which I did not add something of value to my friends’ life, or they to mine… But trying to get out of your calling, and out of doing what you have to do because of the sacrifices involved is not really satisfying. Ask Jonah. But God uses and shapes even our mistakes into a beautiful and useful story. Read the Book of Jonah.

By refusing to accept the deserts God calls us into, by filling them with noise, distraction, and busyness, we can prolong the season of preparation for our call. And, more chillingly, we may never do the work God has uniquely called us to do. I suspect many people never really step into their calling and vocation, for they are not willing to accept the sacrifice that preparation for it entails.

* * *

If God calls you into the desert, accept it. Do not numb the occasional loneliness and solitude with “crazy-busy, sugar, alcohol, the internet” (from Brene Brown’s list of the way we numb the pain of living, and then grow too numb to experience its joy). Pray, work, grow. Desert seasons end when you are ready for the next stretch of your call.

And the desert is not really a quiet, empty place. It is full of very important, very powerful, influential, and creative people you simply have to get to know to be happy and creative and fulfil your calling. God is in the desert. The Risen Jesus is in the desert. The wind of the Spirit blows and gusts through the desert. The desert is full of angels, to help you withstand the temptations of the desert–to too much food, to wanting power, to showing off. (Matthew 4 1-10).

 

It’s a quiet and desert season for me at the moment, empty-nesting, and guess what–I rather like it. With God’s grace, I hope not to short-circuit it, but to meet the one who came to the desert to meet John the Baptist, the one who baptises with the Holy Spirit and with fire.

 

P. S.  I am reading through the Book of Mark, and hope to share a reflection inspired by that great and short book every Sunday. Join me?

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  1. Ariel Paz (@ArielPaz08) says

    February 18, 2018 at 5:26 pm

    Desert times are certainly a time of surrender and patience. I am in a desert time myself these days. The messy middle, as some put it. Came across this timely post as I am pondering God’s will for this season of Lent. We ask for what we want and then when we get it, we still feel unfulfilled, wanting to do more. My prayer is for joy and peace during this season and to be more with Christ.

    Blessings,
    Ariel

    • Anita Mathias says

      February 23, 2018 at 10:50 am

      What a lovely prayer, Ariel! I am going to adopt it!

  2. Jan says

    February 4, 2018 at 10:42 pm

    Another lovely thought provoking post

    • Anita Mathias says

      February 5, 2018 at 9:48 am

      Thanks much for the encouragement, Jan 🙂

  3. Christine Lane says

    February 4, 2018 at 1:32 am

    Dear Anita, your title “In Praise of Desert and Wilderness Experiences” led me into amen-moments of recognition, and for pauses held in contemplation. I enjoy re-reading your thoughts and recollections, often catching a further richness dwelling in a chosen phrase, or word.  
    I peruse the pictures you include also, and applaud Titian for his reminder that this John declared, “Behold the Lamb of God!”
     
    The Lamb of God! This meek and gentle creature keeping ever close to the baptist’s feet, is “the One who baptises with the Holy Spirit and with fire.”  
     And your opening words, “In Praise” took me today to Isaiah 43, to re-read the welcome promises of God declared to each one of us entering into a desert or wilderness season, or going through, or recognizing and rejoicing. In praise.  
    “Fear not, for I am with you. Behold, I will do a new thing; now it shall spring forth; shall you not know it?  Fear not, for I am with you; I will even make a way in the wilderness and rivers in the desert. The people whom I formed for Myself will declare My praise.” 

    Love and blessings Anita,
    christine

    • Anita Mathias says

      February 4, 2018 at 10:27 am

      Thanks Christine. You have such a deep knowledge of Scripture, and I love your associative memory. I love the idea of “streams in the desert.” It’s so cool that Jesus encompasses both the gentleness and playfulness of a lamb, and the majesty, power and danger of a lion!

  4. Serena says

    January 30, 2018 at 12:25 pm

    I hate the desert and long for it at the same time. God told me a couple of years ago that He was “setting me free.” I long for that more than anything. Thank you for this post, Anita. I’m going to keep it.

    • Anita Mathias says

      January 30, 2018 at 2:37 pm

      Serena! It’s lovely to hear from you. I know what you mean about longing for quietness and silence… and then, suddenly, there’s rather too much of it! I’m glad you like the post. (Do share it, if you’d like to 🙂

  5. John Mac says

    January 29, 2018 at 9:43 pm

    Oh, Anita, the foil to my sabre. Having borrowed an idea or two from you and realised I too had something to say. I haven’t read Merton for a long time, so being reminded of him was a breath of mountain air. Thanks.

    • Anita Mathias says

      January 29, 2018 at 10:12 pm

      Merton is a perfect example of deep, clear thought coming out of desert air. (Though the personal price of extreme solitude that he paid would be too much for me…and is, I think, unnecessary.

  6. Clare Weiner says

    January 29, 2018 at 10:10 am

    Maybe it is even a kind of desert when the house is full of family who we must put first before our writing/painting/whatever … Ours includes of daughter and toddler grandson at present, which is a big change from the empty nest of the last 15 years!

    • Anita Mathias says

      January 29, 2018 at 11:07 am

      Oh yes! I also know all about the desert of NOT being able to work!!

  7. Andy says

    January 29, 2018 at 7:58 am

    Dear Anita

    “By refusing to accept the deserts God calls us into, by filling them with noise, distraction, and busyness, we can prolong the season of preparation for our call.”

    A word in season! What valuable insight from the life of John, and Jonah and how wonderfully this joins up with my own dissatisfactions and frustrations so I can understand them more clearly and embrace the calling of God in my life more joyously. In modern parlance, a light-bulb moment.

    Thank you.

    • Anita Mathias says

      January 29, 2018 at 9:47 am

      Thanks, Andy. I am afraid it’s true for me too. By refusing to accept the quietness and occasional loneliness and occasional boring seasons implicit in our call, we can prolong the season of preparation, perhaps indefinitely. Realising that was a lightbulb moment for me too.
      Thanks much for reading 🙂

  8. Samson says

    January 29, 2018 at 6:56 am

    wow. This is a timely word in my life!!! Thank you so much for sharing.

    • Anita Mathias says

      January 29, 2018 at 9:37 am

      I am glad you liked it, Samson!

  9. Gisela Goetz says

    January 29, 2018 at 4:18 am

    Yes, I also appreciate desert seasons, and much happens in them too. God put me here with my dear husband with severe Dementia so I would have plenty of time to pray for persecuted Christians.

    • Anita Mathias says

      January 29, 2018 at 9:37 am

      Hi Gisela, I believe one can change the destinies of our children and grandchildren and those around us by prayer. I am not so good about praying for larger things, like Brexit (of which I heartily disapprove). I often remind myself that just as prayer works in small details in our own lives, it will also work in larger events… like the collapse of the Iron and Bamboo Curtain for which many people prayed, the downfall of Hitler, etc. etc.
      I am so sad to hear about George. Peggy told me about his illness in 2015 and recently. He apparently really enjoyed having Oscar the dog stay!

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