The water falls…

Something I’ve always loved about my friend’s photography is the perception of flow, the peaceful movement of rushing water. How can something that flows with such intensity and stubborn persistence be peaceful? It knows the direction it must move and simply obeys with no thought for what lies behind it or what obstacle it may encounter. The water falls…

Richland Creek – Photo by Bryan O’Dell

If only I could get my heart to fall like water! I could move and obey with intensity and persistence with no thought for what lies behind me.

…the pebbles thrown into me only serving to make me more beautiful

…the bedrock that guided my path only serving to make me more determined

…the edges that I’ve already fallen over only serving to make me more courageous

I could face what lies ahead of me, flow around and through obstacles in obedience to the design of my abba, my Father.  I could be at peace.

Ms Rebecca