Desert bloom...

I'm in a desert.

I feel like I have been for awhile too. So what happens now? What is God teaching me through all this? Honestly, sometimes I feel like I'm not learning anything.

So I pray for patience. And I'll admit, I pray for that pretty hesitantly. Why? Because I feel like this is a lesson God LOVES to teach. I feel like as soon as I pray for that, He'll seize the opportunity: "You asked for it? Ok! One lesson in patience, coming up!" Nobody wants to learn patience, we just want to have it. And this has never been an easy lesson for me. Can't I just learn it and move on? Annnnnd...there's me being impatient yet again.

So I wait. And He appears. Sometimes I don't recognize Him. Now that I think about it, I'm pretty sure I rush past Him a lot without realizing it. But He always shows up. And it may be something tiny, but He is constantly appearing. He speaks a kind word through a friend, or even a stranger. He paints the sky with colors. This week he bloomed a field full of daffodils (my favorite flower) for me.

I think I've had the mindset lately that if God's not doing something big, He's not working right now at all. I've gotten upset with the lack of direction and forgotten to look around for His smile.

Maybe I just needed a better perspective...maybe I needed to stop and smell the flowers (literally and figuratively speaking)...maybe a little drought isn't so bad after all...