Desert Place

It is probably not ironic to the Lord that He has brought our family to a desert state. It probably is not ironic to our Lord that this Northwest native, flower loving, tree hugging, mountain admiring girl is living in a dry, hot, prickly place. It probably isn't ironic to God that slowly in the desert, a new meaning of life and beauty is taking place.

The beauty has not come from the landscaping. No, I still find it to be quite barren for my liking but the beauty resides in my longing for Christ here. My longing and expectation for Heaven and the beauty that will some day overwhelm us. The desert reminds me that Heaven is the home I long for.

Being in this desert place, as it has done for many years past, for many of God's people, is a place where we long for something to quench the thirst. Slowly, the springs of water arise and slowly I thank God for the desert.

Isaiah 35
"The wilderness and the dry land shall be glad:
the desert shall rejoice and blossom like the crocus;
it shall blossom abundantly
and rejoice with joy and singing."