Deserts like Eden: Rest for the Weary

If this blog tells you anything about me, you will know I am always looking for an oasis in the desert, a garden in the wasteland. God is so faithful to bring rest to me on the hottest of summer days and even in the midst of life's biggest worries that would try and consume me. And man, is He faithful.

Life is changing for the Hughes family. Many new opportunities and possibilities ahead. We want to live fearlessly and intentionally, so a week away from home and kids is just what we needed to reconnect and focus on God's will for our lives.

Months ago, we offered (begged) to house sit for Erik’s mother and her husband while they were on vacation. They live on a Christmas tree ranch in Hearne, Texas, about 30 miles from College Station. I have waited with bated breath for our week at Crossed Creek Ranch and the last 36 hours have been nothing short of quiet and relaxing.

We had planned to grocery shop and cook all our meals at the ranch, but when we arrived there was a refrigerator full of food and plenty of coffee and Dr. Peppers to keep us both happy for a very long time. What a blessing!

There have been cool breezes in the evening and there are no words to describe the mornings. Sigh……

“Let the morning bring me word of your unfailing love, for I have put my trust in you. Show me the way I should go, for to you I lift up my soul.” Psalm 143:8

Early this morning I sought solitude at the gazebo that Phyllis and Larry finished only a few months ago. I went looking for peace and was of course, followed by my loyal companion, Cooper. He is a one-year-old Great Dane/German Shepherd and he has not left my side since we arrived. (Phyllis, he does not come in the house!)

Another little dog joined us and I have been delighted to watch as he and Cooper play and growl at each other. Cooper is very protective and makes every effort to stay between me and Buster. Poor little Buster has had Cooper's slobber all over his back for most of the day as Cooper pants and drools and chases him away from me. Cooper even tried to sit on him at one point. I have to admit, I love my little Marmaduke!

They joined me on my walk to the gazebo and I can’t say I found solitude. But I did enjoy watching them play and get to know each other as they sought my attention.