Our last week in the desert. It’s been bittersweet as I know when we land back in Germany that it will be rainy and cloudy and I am a sunshine girl. But the sunshine should win out over the clouds as we head into late spring.
This orange flower is so brilliant agains the dark green of the flowers. Like the Risen Christ who conquered death. His life, ministry and death were the opposite of the culture of the day and those who are Christ followers also are to live counter-culture by His Grace.
Until I moved here, I didn’t know there were different types of Prickly Pear Cactus. I love this purple one because unlike the other flowers which are bright yellow, the flowers are a gentle butter yellow.
(Copied from my Instagram)
Psalm 103 is my favourite Psalm. I actually remember the first time I heard it. I was in elementary school in my little hometown church’s Sunday School room. We were all in a big group before we headed to our individual classes. I remember being overwhelmed with how big God’s love is for us. I hang on to it even today when the weight of my sin hangs heavy.
It says:
The Lord is compassionate and merciful, slow to get angry and filled with unfailing love.
He will not constantly accuse us, nor remain angry forever.
He does not punish us for all our sins; he does not deal harshly with us, as we deserve.
For his unfailing love toward those who fear him is as great as the height of the heavens above the earth.
He has removed our sins as far from us as the east is from the west.
The Lord is like a father to his children, tender and compassionate to those who fear him.
For he knows how weak we are; he remembers we are only dust
Our days on earth are like grass; like wildflowers, we bloom and die.
The wind blows, and we are gone—as though we had never been here.
But the Love of the Lord remains forever.
Psalm 103:8-17a, NLT
Corrie Ten Boom echoed this when she said, “There is no pit so deep, that God’s love is not deeper still.”
A little delicate flower that grows among the rocks and cement of the neighbourhood that I am staying. The details God adds to the world that if we “don’t stop and look around once in awhile, [we] could miss it.” (Ferris Bueller)
These small flowers on this very happy plant surprised me on Thursday morning. The rosemary that I’ve grown has obvious flowers stems, but these are nestled hidden among the trailing branches.
As you know roses are my favourite. This one was much more fragrant about two weeks ago, but it was still blooming. The 90º days that are coming more frequently are telling the plant to rest. The smell of these flowers is unbelievable. When I grow up I want fragrant roses.
I walked by this tree earlier on in the week and it was so loud with the buzzing of bees that I stopped and took a picture and video with my phone. These little puffball flowers drew the bees and lots of them. God’s creation working together for His Glory.
The Red House on the Corner 
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