Tuesday, March 17, 2015

Flowers in the Dry Season

Some of you may have read the "Flowers in Dry Season" we sent this time two years ago.  As I walk along dusty roads, squinting against the sun and dust that is in the air during dry season, I look to my left and see a blanket of purple.  Beautiful petals, lacing these roots as they draw the life giving water from some deep place in the earth that shows no indication of it's wealth except these colorful reminders.  I love the flowers in the dry season...they speak something to me that I have a hard time expressing.  A desire to reach deeply, to bear fruit, to experience beauty. 
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