Wow it's been a while since I last wrote on here. But instead of offering up a plethora of excuses as to why, I'm just gonna jump right in. I just started reading John Steinbeck's East of Eden. I've always loved his writing, his storytelling, but I've never read this work. Why I'm picking it up right as finals are about to start, I have no idea. But I'm 30 pages in and already engrossed.
"And it never failed that during the dry years the people forgot about the rich years, and during the wet years they lost all memory of the dry years. It was always that way."
Oh how easy it is for me to forget the richness of the rainy season when I find myself in the desert!
This season has been a desert of sorts for me. But in the wilderness, I have been reminded and made aware --more than ever -- of my acute need for Jesus. I have been made more aware of my insatiable thirst that can only be quenched by Jesus -- the Living Water. So while it's been hard, dry, and I have been weary, I am ever thankful that He led me into this place to remind me of my brokenness, my barrenness, without him.
I've been listening to "Beautiful Mercy" by Laura Hackett on repeat for the last several weeks...
"Yes He's brought me to this wilderness where I will learn to sing and He lets me know my barrenness so I will learn to lean."