Celebrating in the Desert

Well, what else can go wrong?

Erasmo and I have been married for a little over 4 months and have had our share of trials:  Our water heater broke, our house got broken into (twice), Erasmo lost his job, and and and. 

Through all of this, I am grateful that God gave me Erasmo to spend the rest of my life with.  These trials have brought us closer together and have forced us to keep our line of communication open.  I know these trials are part of a larger picture.   I don't plan on being the master of marriages, only the master of my own.

When everything is going wrong, how can I celebrate?  I don't feel much like celebrating when I'm thrown off track by yet another ripple in the plan.  The thing is I can make plans all day, but if it's not in line with what God has planned it's simply not going to work. 

Palm Desert, Our California Trip.   Carolina Hinojosa-Cisneros, 2015

When I experience a drought in my spiritual life because of life's spontaneous behavior, I fill up with the promise of who I was created to be and for whom I was created.  What surrounds me may be dry and barren, but what's inside of me comes from above.  This is where I am rooted and from there is where I should grow. 

The broken water heater doesn't define my marriage, it defines at what time we should take showers.  What we lost after the burglaries doesn't define our marriage, it solidifies what we didn't lose-each other.  When Erasmo lost his job, it didn't mean we would be left without, it meant that he was needed elsewhere.

What is your perspective in the dry situations?  Is your desert a cause for celebration?  Let's choose to celebrate.