Desert Diversion

Our trip to New Mexico was filled with happy times. So much caught our eye as we passed little towns on the highway and when we arrived in Las Cruces, we couldn’t have been more comfortable staying with our family there. Their home, set back in the foothills of Soledad Canyon, is beautiful. We were constantly on the go visiting scenic mountain views from hiking trails, borrowing saucers so we could slide down the beautiful White Sands hills, visiting the huge Farmer’s Market, and touring the old city of Mesilla with its historic landmarks and shops and eating authentic Mexican food. Most importantly, Dice got to spend days with his cousin, Wayne, enjoying memories and creating tons of new ones! Our family loves Wayne’s wife, Linda, and we appreciate all the cooking she did as well as entertaining us with stories of her busy life. What can be better than precious time with family? Currently, I’m putting together a new slide show. These are a few of the photos I will be featuring.

Our hearts are full with thanksgiving as we reminisce about our trip and recall all the family love we received, all the good food and magnificent desert beauty. Likewise, as I opened my Bible today to John 16, I saw the generosity of Jesus reassuring us that we can go directly to the Father and ask Him what we want because we use His Name. Talk about generosity! This is what is on my heart today and I’m praising God for His amazing love for us. Being part of His family is a privilege. A special thanks to you, my friends, for dropping by and leaving loving comments and well wishes for our trip. They were so much fun to read!

My post today links to On Your Heart Tuesdays at A Pause On The Path.

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