The birds were singing loudly the praises of the summer. I sat quietly in the warm early morning air pondering on all that awaits me for the summer. I've heard it all! People say, How hot is it? What do you do out here? Who would want to live here? I thought of all the questions. That brings me back to home. Where am I? What keeps me here?
True its Hot! I can't deny that. But it's only as hot as you think you make it. At first I blink once or twice, but then it's the warmth of love that I feel. As God sets his place before us. I feel the sand and all the ages that have walked upon it. I am glad I'm here. How hot is it? Hot as an oven and bright as the sun. It's all in the way you view it.
I do the same things everyone else in the world does. I wake, I work, I play, and I sleep. What do you do? I go shopping like everyone else. I go to the movies. I like to watch the children grow. What do you do? I just watch my view of the world in open field of cactus and sand. People would think you live under a rock and just come out to lie in the sun once in a while. Well, I guess I'm a lizard too. Rocks are fine.
I've lived here twenty years. Why you ask? It is my home in the desert. The place where the wind never stops and the sun never sets. I believe there is something greater in this world than what we can see or call a place. It is something that binds us together and keeps us happy. Against the world it is a place of hope and peace to rest our heads. A place like my home where the sun shines brightly, the cactus is abundant, and there are miles of sand and no beach.
This is the true spirit of the desert. It is all that leads you here and keeps you. It is the something that is greater than we are. This is the legacy God has given us. To live life and take it all in, all it's warmth.
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