Poem: The Desert
The child sits in the desert, feeling far from God and the warmth of His Son
Life seems to regress and our faith feels like it’s cracking The feet do not always fall upon lush ground, but rather parched pavement
The desert has become both a physical and a spiritual place But some animals adapt to the lack of moisture and learn to survive
Some children learn a new way to cry out to God in their barren faith Who would desire the desert? Who would want to watch faith evaporat