the river this morning
I had the most remarkable morning.
This morning I woke up with an extreme desire to go out in the woods, swamp or the river. I just wanted to get out in nature. I've been working too long and hard of hours. I got dressed for the woods and was making a mental note of where my wading boots were when I remembered. It was Sunday morning. My place was not in the woods. It was in the church. I fell on my bed and lay there thinking of the smell of the mud on the banks of the river for a good few minutes. Finally I pulled myself up and got dressed for church.
I was about to head out the door when looking over my shoulder at the clock to see how late I was going to be I realized that I was ready an entire hour early. I had time to stop by the river for a minute before church. How amazing! This is why I cling to God. He knows me and loves me at a very personal level. God had found a way to schedule in a few minutes of relaxation by the river for me.
When I got there I took off my sandals and slipped into wading boots. I held up my skirt at my knees and walked down to the edge of the river, where I found that the water level was so low that there was a beach for me to walk along. So I did.
I splashed a little,
Sank in the sand,
Listened to the gurgle around the fallen trees,
Startled a heron,
Got fussed at by a king fisher
And watched the swirls of current and bugs on the surface
Then feeling rejuvenated I wrote a poem,
"While the woods may be lovely,
Dark and deep,
The river is long,
Winding and wild
And calls to me
Like a mother her child
And I cannot deny
The desire in me
To go to her
For she captivates me"
Cleaned my feet and went to church where the first scripture read was Psalm 1:1-3, my favorite part being,
"3 He is like a tree planted by streams of water,
which yields its fruit in season
and whose leaf does not wither.
Whatever he does prospers. "
