Longing: A strong, persistent desire or craving for something unattainable or distant.
All my longing lie open before you, O Lord; my sighing is not hidden from you. Psalm 38:9
The author compares infertility to riding a motorcycle on The Imperial Dunes. The Imperial Dunes extend for more than forty miles in southern California, southwestern Arizona and into Mexico. Mountain size mounds of sand range from two to six miles in width, with crest rising two to three hundred feet above the surrounding landscape. The seemingly endless sandscape is beautiful, thrilling, eerie, treacherous.
At times this ride is exhilarating. At other times, exasperating. Nearing each crest, I wondered what lay waiting for me on the other side. I experienced a repeated cycle of fear and dread followed by accomplishment and hope. Fueled by my desire, I was able to keep going, no matter how endless and treacherous the terrain seemed. Though at times I wanted to turn back, I continued. Looking up I could always find someone at the top of the crest who had climbed the mountain I was facing, waving me on.
Look up! Just when you think you can’t make it, you may see someone standing at the top of the mountain cheering you on.
Right now I am at the base of one dune with another to face. Jesus is there encouraging me to keep taking one step in front of the other.