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Hang on. Hold out. Endure. What does survive is precious. Beauty is in the discernment of the delicate scents in different kinds of sage or the mute tones of trees where wildlife hides. Lack of moisture in the sky creates clarity just like lack of distractions creates transparency of soul. I think of Moses, prince of Egypt, living forty years in the desert, growing tough and sinewy herding animals from place to place. Might he have wondered if he’d missed his life’s calling because of mistakes made in his youth? We only know that when one day he saw the burning bush and heard the voice of God, he was an old man shaped by the wilderness. God found him where he was and called it holy ground.
Indeed, landscape tells a story.

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