Life has this way of growing us places we never thought we would be, doesn’t it?
I wonder if Jesus retreated to the desert because most of life in the desert occurs in the underground?
The desert is not full and lush like a forest. It is sparse. Small on the surface… yet enormous underground.
Breathe deeply here, in your desert. Inspired One, the precious things come from sifting through this sand.
‘He opened the rock, and water gushed out; it flowed through the desert like a river.’ (Psalm 105:41 ESV)