Perhaps an Oasis

We have lived at the farm for two weeks.  They have been filled unpacking boxes, securing chicken housing, breaking up small garden beds, not feeling settled.  Sunday morning at Gold-hearted mom’s there is internet access.  I peruse one of my favorite blogs, a different story.   Lyla suggests a seven-day stay.  Seven days spent in one place of Scripture.  





I have been wandering in Psalms, while walking this desert path.  Sunday afternoon I pick up Princess daughter’s backpack and hammock.  I fill the backpack with Bible and journal.   The big red dog lopes ahead of me.  Crossing the pasture she races knowing there is a water hole close by.  After a quick dip, she comes back shaking herself dry.  We enter the woods and she 
keeps just a hill ahead of me.






 Hanging the hammock I settle myself and open to the Psalm chapters for the day.  Psalm 107 is included and I am brought to a stop.  A seven-day stay here feels right.  Perhaps an oasis can be found here…

“Some wandered in desert wastelands, finding no way to a city where they could settle.  They were hungry and thirsty, and their lives ebbed away.  Then they cried to the Lord in their trouble, and he delivered them from their distress.  He led them by a straight way to a city where they could settle.  Let them give thanks to the Lord for his unfailing love and his wonderful deeds for men, for he satisfies the thirsty and fills the hungry with good things.  … He turned the desert into pools of water and the parched ground into flowing springs; there he brought the hungry to live and they founded a city where they could settle.”  Psalm 107:4-9…35-36