I visited my parents in Montana over Labor Day weekend. In the evenings, after dark, my cousin Shawn and I would stand outside and watch the glow of the forest fire burning high atop the mountains - our most-beloved mountains. A local resident snapped this picture on an especially spectacular night. Its been so hot this summer that the trees, dry from the heat, are consumed by the flames.
I've had my moments of "dryness" lately, too. I imagine this is part of the refining process that God allows all of us to experience. He waits to see if we will turn our hearts toward Him or become more self-absorbed. As I was contemplating my current journey through somewhat of a spiritual drought, I thought about the following song....
I'm burnin', yeah I'm burnin'
And I know I'm gonna blister in these flames
But I'll stay here 'till this smoke clears
And I'll find You in the ashes that remain
(Words by Nichole Nordeman)
Lord, may I reach an oasis in the midst of this wilderness and find that You have been my Living Water.
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