Dry Season

Somehow even when everything around them is dry and crying out for refreshment, these plants know to dig deeper, to anchor their roots even more firmly into the ground, and when they do so, they not only survive, they flourish.

My instincts often seem to be the opposite: to settle for what’s on the surface, though I know that my thirst will never be satisfied by what’s here.  But digging deep takes more energy than I sometimes feel like I have, and if I’m honest, at times I’m not sure how far I’ll have to dig before I will finally reach the water that I crave.

…And yet, even knowing that it’s water that I crave, why do I insist on trying to find nourishment elsewhere?  As the rains have begun to fall on the land, bringing to an end the months of dryness, so my parched heart cries out for the refreshment that I know can only come from the Living Water.

How grateful I am for a God who is patient with me, for One who satisfies our hunger and thirst. …And when I see these flowers, these bright, vibrant flowers, blooming in an environment that seems almost hostile to growth, I am encouraged that He also has the power to spring beauty up in the most unlikely places – even in a heart that sometimes feels as weary and dry as the desert that surrounds us.


Enjoying some of the flowers with Judah

Oh, Father, I am grateful that even when I am weary, You never grow tired or faint.  I am grateful that You can take the dry, desert places in our lives and pour out streams of refreshment on them.  Help me to turn to You and You alone to satisfy my thirst and fill my cup.

“A white-tailed deer drinks from the creek;
I want to drink God, deep draughts of God.
I’m thirsty for God-alive.
I wonder, ‘Will I ever make it –
arrive and drink in God’s presence?’”
-From Psalm 42 (The Message)

“I will refresh the weary and satisfy the faint.”
-Jeremiah 31:25

“O God, you are my God;
I earnestly search for you.
My soul thirsts for you;
my whole body longs for you
in this parched and weary land
where there is no water.
I have seen you in your sanctuary
and gazed upon your power and glory.
Your unfailing love is better than life itself;
how I praise you!
I will praise you as long as I live,
lifting up my hands to you in prayer.
You satisfy me more than the richest feast.
I will praise you with songs of joy.”
-Psalm 63:1-5 (NLT)



6 thoughts on “Dry Season

  1. This reminds me of a song I really enjoy called “please be my strength.” My favorite line it says “you and you alone, keep bringing me back home.” It is so true. Lately my prayer has been “God I want to want…” After quite a spell I can say by His grace, He’s recently been making it happen. I’ll keep praying the same for you my friend. Thanks for sharing and encouraging from the desert place.

  2. xoxoxox

    I’m printing this picture out and framing it. It’s my favorite so far of Mommy and Judah! The colors are beautiful…Not at all what I think of when I think of where you are. So, it’s really comforting that this can be my new “mental picture” of how God sends us provision and beauty wherever we are.

    Thanks, friend. :’)
    I’ll read this to Mom in the hospital.

  3. Lovely pics of the flowers and you with Judah. It’s hard to be so far from family when going through a season of profound loss. May you come to know a new strength and sense of peace in the coming months.

    There are lots of grief books, but I can tell you that this one is a good one. I read it when one of my best high school friends died about 12 years ago. Others have also found it to be helpful. The author is a Hope grad, now professor at Whitworth college. Perhaps it can help you make your way through this dry season.

    Blessings on you all. M

    A Grace Disguised: How the Soul Grows Through Loss (Zondervan, 1996)

  4. Dry places! The Desert! I hate them, especially in times of grief, they seem so isolating. I wonder if during times of grief we isolate our selves because loss is so personal! My Hope is that I run to the source who refreshes me!

    Much Love!

  5. Beautifully written Christie. If we were never dry, we would never rejoice when filled again with the living water. We wouldn’t experience the shear joy. Praying for you. If happens to all of us. The world wears us down, but have no fear, He has overcome the world!
    Love you, Anita

  6. Thanks for not only sharing the light, easy and funny! Reality can be ‘eh’ and it doesn’t make it into many fabulous books, but is no less real. Good to get to know you a bit through your blog. We are in Congo with a similar ‘space station’ pressure cooker. Where could you get all those jars and lids though?

    Grace through the dry places,

    P.S. the lavender flowers are called jacaranda and originated in Brazil. They are all over East African cities too. =)

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