Picture from The Britain Mail
Shimmering beneath the scorching sun of the Peruvian desert is an extraordinary sight – a tiny settlement, complete with lagoon, lush palm groves, carob trees, cafes, neatly clipped lawns, 100-strong population and even the odd swimming pool.
For thousands of years, Huacachina, otherwise known as the ‘oasis of Americas’ – there is only one – has been a beacon of green, hidden deep amid hundreds of miles of barren desert. Over the centuries, its glimmering waters have saved the lives of hundreds of sun-addled travellers, staggering in from the heat with their mules.
According to a Britain Mail article, the existence of this jewel is made possible because of a deep underground river–invisible and unexpected. Far beneath the scorching desert sands flows bountiful sparkling water. Not only do these waters feed nutrients to trees and grass in the community, they are also said to contain medicinal properties and to bring healing to those who bathe in their refreshing springs.
Within the hour, I will gather my things and go to church for my Sunday morning worship. The church is my oasis, my place of refuge, a spot of refreshing and renewing. Viewed by many as mere mortar and stone, set strangely among a desert of immorality and godlessness, in truth the church is fed by the invisible torrent of a river–that of the Holy Ghost, that of God.
“The eternal God is thy refuge, and underneath are the everlasting arms…” Deut. 33:27
“I was glad when they said unto me, Let us go into the house of the LORD.” Psalm
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