In Wyoming's Red Desert



Just thinking on dryness --
Sometimes my heart is a desert
Bone-dry, desolate, brown and ugly
without the springs of Love God gives
No loveliness I can see

Then --
Like a spot of green in a barren place
Blessings of joy flow forth on me
In majesitc and beautiful fountains
His love is great as the sea!

Now I know --
I'm kept from seeing my need for Him
By thoughts centering just on me
Hiding the Love that He's giving me
Lord - open my eyes -- that I might see!
--Arlene Hearn Price