The grasslands of the desert overflow; the hills are clothed with gladness.
Psalm 65:12 (NOV)
Last Sunday my family and I traveled to Anza Borrego State Park, just a couple of hours from our home in SoCal, to witness the riot of color brought on by abundant rains in the desert this year. If you’ve never been in a blooming desert before, Anza is the place to see it. My daughter made the first two photographs. I made the next six.
1 Then the LORD answered Job out of the storm. He said:
2 “Who is this that darkens my counsel with words without knowledge?
3 Brace yourself like a man; I will question you, and you shall answer me.
4 “Where were you when I laid the earth’s foundation? Tell me, if you understand.
5 Who marked off its dimensions? Surely you know! Who stretched a measuring line across it?
6 On what were its footings set, or who laid its cornerstone-
7 while the morning stars sang together and all the angels shouted for joy?
25 Who cuts a channel for the torrents of rain, and a path for the thunderstorm,
26 to water a land where no man lives, a desert with no one in it,
27 to satisfy a desolate wasteland and make it sprout with grass?
Job 38:1-6, 25-27 (NIV)