The Desert That Remembered How to Bloom
In March of 2016, hikers arrived at Death Valley expecting the usual — cracked earth, pale rock, the silence of a landscape that seems to have forgotten what green looks like. What they found instead stopped them cold. Wildflowers stretched as far as anyone could see: gold poppies, purple phacelia, white evening primrose — an ocean of color across a valley that had baked in drought for nearly a decade.
Scientists call it a superbloom. It happens when enough rain falls after a long dry season, and seeds that have waited — sometimes for twenty years or more — suddenly remember what they were made to do. The remarkable thing is that the bloom doesn't favor the soil near the road, or the patches closest to the mountains. It erupts everywhere at once, across every corner of the valley. Young seeds and old seeds. Shallow-rooted flowers and deep-rooted ones. All of them, together.
Joel 2 describes something like this for the people of God. After generations of prophets speaking to Israel through a narrow channel — one voice at a time, one anointed messenger — the Almighty announces a different day is coming. He will pour out His Spirit not on a select few, but on all people. Sons and daughters. Old men and young men. Servants alongside masters. Every person, regardless of position or age, carries a seed placed there by God — and when the Spirit falls like rain, all of them bloom at once.
The valley that looked barren was never dead. It was waiting for the rain.
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