Life flows like a river, deep and rich, without beginning and without end. Sometimes it’s so cold that I feel the pain of it in my bones. It seems as though I will be overcome as my mind fills itself almost against my will with thoughts of fear, panic, escape. And then I, amidst the swirling anger of rushing chaos, close my eyes. I let the river flow on and I stand there. I breath in the earthy smells of mud and grass and listen to the splooshing and sputtering of never wearied currents that spend an eternity beating against rocks that spend and eternity allowing themselves to be sculpted into the beautiful glistening smooth objects that I feel beneath my no longer aching feet. There is no more fear. The river is the same but I have changed, I have adapted. The coolness of the water invigorates me with a sense of freedom that pushes me ever forward seeking the knowledge that saturates with every bend surpassed. I see only beauty as I watch sunlight dance and play on the water’s rippling surface and I wonder why I didn’t see it before.
I wrote this as I was pondering the trials we often experience in life. While we are going through difficult times we can become incredibly distracted by the pain and fear that often accompany adversity. If we can just take a moment and close our eyes to that which is distorted by pain in order seek out He who is all knowing and an endless source of peace and comfort, our vision will clear and eternity will lay itself before us.
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The light of Christ sparkles in the rivers and flashes like diamonds in the new fallen snow. The wind whispers His truth in our ears and wraps us in His arms. The trees stretch their great branches to the sky in silent worship as the celestial light of the sun glimmers on dancing leaves reminding us of what we can become if only we have eyes to see.
Life is like a train ride, and the train is traveling at a very high speed. Every few miles there comes an opportunity to transfer to another line, but because of the speed of the train, you often realize too late that you’ve missed a transfer that you’d planned on taking.

