Do you ever feel like your routine is dried out and boring, like you are following donkeys around in the desert in search of grass.
With every step, do you feel the unbearable heat, the need for relief, and the frustration of being surrounded by situations that seem unchangeable?
What do you do when you wake up in the middle of a hard situation day after day after day?
How do you handle the desert-seasons of life?
What do you think about as you trudge through the hot, barren sand?
Maybe your desert is a
Dysfunctional family
or
Stressful job
or
Unbearable grief
or
an unhappy marriage
or
incurable illnesses.
Maybe it’s something totally different.
Whatever it is that causes you to long for daily relief,
consider the legacy of this one person tucked into one short verse in the middle of Genesis.
The sons of Zibeon:
Aiah and Anah.
This is the Anah who discovered the
hot springs in the desert while he was
grazing the donkeys of his father
Zibeon.
Genesis 36::24
Of all the men and women mentioned in the line of Esau,
Anah gets an extra line.
He did something in the desert.
He did something while going about his father’s business.
He did something while leading the most stubborn animal created in search of grass.
He discovered hot springs.
His life was probably never quite the same after this particular day.
He must have become a hero as he ran back with news that somewhere in the middle of nowhere there was fresh water!
Anah suddenly had a story.
Anah suddenly had a reason to return to that same desert place again and again.
He had found life in the midst of death.
Green grass surely grew all around this hot spring.
Hope was born in the desert when Anah walked with his eyes open through a dry, barren land.
Today, if you find yourself waking up in a desert,
think of Anah and have hope.
Open your eyes!
Look for fresh water in the middle of your dry, barren day!
Hot springs are there………waiting to be discovered by you!
In December of 2007 as our youngest son, Nick, was fighting brain cancer, I began to blog. Writing provided a way for me to release all of my questions, fears, and doubts. It also allowed me to share the ups and downs of Nick's journey with people who were praying for him all over the world. When Nick went Home in November of 2008, my blog became my way of searching for God in the midst of my deep heartache. My heart was broken and grief brought to the surface every emotion imaginable. Being able to release those emotions through my writing brought a sense of purpose to my pain. Having already walked the road of grief in 1992 when we lost our daughter to SIDS, I knew I needed a way to keep from falling into a pit of depression and despair. I had walked close to the edge of a bottomless pit when we lost our daughter,and I knew I couldn't let myself get that close to the edge again. This blog has been and continues to be my tiny corner of the world where I can share My Heart as I journey through God's Word.......thus the name........ My Heart His Words. Thank you for taking time to share life with me. If we do not meet while here on earth, I look forward to hearing all about your life when we reach our final destiny.........Heaven! Email me anytime at 
