I've Been Everywhere Man

Where have I been.

I've been everywhere, man. Oh Yeah, I've been everywhere.
Like Johnny Cash sang, "Crossed the desert's bare, man. I've breathed the mountain air, man.
I've been everywhere."

I cannot say I have been everywhere, man;
but, this summer I feel like I've traveled the desert's bare.
The desert.
It is not fun. Sometimes, the heat is unbearable! It is uncomfortable. It can be a difficult walk. The desert may seem a little extreme and perhaps it is; but, it seemed a good analogy of those times...

Times when feelings want to get in the way... when I've had to say...
"Ok, Lord. I don't understand; but, I trust You."
The desert.

Sometimes things are difficult.
Sometimes things happen.
It's the world we live in.
No doubt about that.


My road this summer...
Dealing with the death of a friend...difficult.
Dehydration is not a joke...how could I "forget" to drink enough water?
Misunderstanding from someone I considered a friend...sad.
Listening to the news, thinking about a country founded on God's Word..desperate prayers to an all-knowing God.
That desert feeling of wandering aimlessly, when I have no doubt God has a plan.
Yet, sometimes feeling (there's that word) frustrated at not seeing it clearly, NOW!

Even though I've walked the desert bare, man, I've also 'breathed the mountain air, man.'
That's the thing about walking with my Shepherd.
He leads me along still waters and restores my soul.

There is nothing more theraupeutic than a trip to the Rocky Mountains;breathing
in fresh mountain air...gazing at the majestic peaks and sighing
at the magnificence of our God the Creator.

I had some wonderful experiences this summer.
'Been blessed to have two of my sons home for one more summer.
Had visits from my daughter, her husband and my oldest son, his girlfriend and her sweet three year old.
-Watched "Despicable Me" with my favorite twin 18 year olds - in 3D!
Shared wonderful times with writer friends at the Broadmoor
Shared sweet visits with my girlfriends.
Sat in the quiet, and watched meteor showers with my wonderful husband.
Campaigned for a friend and shared her victory.
The list could go on...

When I look at all the good things, I can see so clearly. . .
It is the everyday things that bless. It is the people in our lives...the air we breathe; the time we share.
Thank You, Jesus; Sweet Jesus.
He makes all things new again.
Every morning.
Great is His faithfulness.