Blossoms in the Desert

The desert and the parched land will be glad; the wilderness will rejoice and blossom. Like the crocus, it will burst into bloom; it will rejoice greatly and shout for joy. ~ Isaiah 35:1-2

I am on a journey.

A wilderness. A desert. A place that is sometimes lonely but yet precious because in the loneliness, I can sense the Lord's nearness in a way I never have before.

I don't want to stay here.

I don't want to decorate the place and make it my home. I do not aspire to be like the Israelites and camp out for 40 years. But while I'm here, I want to learn. I want to grow. I want to cast aside the fears and bondage of my past and walk into the Promised Land free and whole.

No decorating. But I do love a good blossom in the desert. A little bit of beauty to give me hope that the Promised Land is on the other side of this thing.

Silly though it may sound, that's why I gave the blog a makeover. I was tired of peppy polka dots. I needed something that represented the journey. So I made the thing over.

Silly though it may sound, that's why I went clothes shopping on Saturday. Walked out (after paying of course!) with six new pairs of pants that fit. I walked into the office and one of the girls said You got clothes that fit! Look at you!!

And the other little blossom of my day is this beautiful thing right here:

A brand new prayer journal.

I sat outside on the porch yesterday and filled in the last lines on the last page of the old journal.

There is something breathtaking to me about the blank pages of a new journal. The wonder of what will take place throughout its tenure as my record keeper.

He will send me verses to sustain me.

He will send me song lyrics to replay in my mind for the discouraging moments.

He will send me examples of faithfulness that I can preserve among the pages and read some future day when I need a reminder of such things.

These are my blossoms.

And one day...

...one day...

This thing is going to burst into bloom. I will stand on the other side and gaze upon my promised land.

Thank You, Lord.