Lynn Austin |
A pilgrimage
is embraced and experienced. It pivots on the place you have chosen to go. How you
chose to get there. Who you will travel with. What will you take with you? What
will you leave behind? Sounds like a vacation. Perhaps, but it is far more.
Pilgrimages
begin first in the interior, and the journey is the outward manifestation.
Recently I
read a cathartic book that stirred my heart to hunger for a pilgrimage. Lynn
Austin’s newest book is called simply:
Pilgrimage.
Lynn
journeys to the Holy Land. She walked where Jesus walked. She went worn,
frazzled and depleted. But oh, what God can do when we put ourselves in his
hands, when we give our pilgrimages over to him and allow him to plan the
itinerary. This book is the fruit of a many day journey through barren desert, tangled
wilderness, lush oasis and sacred places. Lynn captures each one in a fresh
way. She tells her story gently. Easily. In several chapters I thought I was
actually reading her journal.
Lynn’s
account of traveling through Hezekiah’s Tunnel riveted me. Not just because of
the physicality of the underground trek, but because something terrifyingly
beautiful was birthed in Lynn in that tunnel. I squeezed through the tunnel
with her, water up to my thighs, dark hovering before my face and following
someone I don’t quite know.
And isn’t
that what all good and significant books do? They draw you into
the middle of the experience. They pull you into the story and you find
yourself present.
Lynn Austin’s Pilgrimage set me down in the middle of the Holy Land.
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