| Probably because I grew up in the desert, I am intrigued by the plant and animal life that lives in such environments. God’s creation is so wonderfully and perfectly balanced, allowing life in a sparse land to thrive. As we drove south on Hwy 93 in northern Nevada, my heart reflected on the time in-between Jesus death and His resurrection as the women waiting to tend to His body after sabbath. I wondered if they felt as if they were wondering in the desert, hopeless and dissolute. Yet, over on those hills, you see snow and rain clouds hovering over them as the sun begins to set. Life and hope waiting to be discovered as the snow melts. For the women, all would be revealed in the morning, Jesus had risen, Jesus had risen, indeed! -Pastor Denise Photo Credit – Denise Aanenson |
