Good. Good. People.
"The Blessed Company of the Saints in Light." Sometimes I just need people. I have spent many nights alone in a tent. I'm not asking for pity when I say this. There is something really, really remarkable about traveling alone in the Wilderness. I admit that it took me some time to get used to it, but now I want it. At the same time, I find it deeply challenging. I don't sleep well in backcountry places, alone. Like Jacob, I wrestle in my sleep, waking, watching, wondering.