The Beauty of the Semi-Arid

Where we live, it hardly ever rains.

The dirt is mostly sand.

Things are brown and most plants have some sort of thorn.

But in the midst of the dry and the not so colorful,

there is much beauty.

Everywhere we look,

we can see the hand of God in creation.

Sometimes you have to look a little harder

than you might in other places.

It might require some patience,

but it's there...

Seems many give up on the Sertão [Brazil's semi-arid Northeast Region], but if you are willing to look and patient enough to stick it out - you can indeed find beauty!

O Lord, how manifold are Your works!
In wisdom You have made them all.

The earth is full of Your possessions—

O Lord my God, You are very great:
You are clothed with honor and majesty,
Who cover Yourself with light as with a garment,
Who stretch out the heavens like a curtain.

He lays the beams of His upper chambers in the waters,
Who makes the clouds His chariot,
Who walks on the wings of the wind

Verses from Psalm 104

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