Let It Flow
Going back in my mind to those carefree days beside those blessed waters reminds me of all the wonderful lessons they taught me. They taught me not to grasp too tightly. If I did the water would seep through my fingers and I would be left with nothing. Instead I learned to let the water flow over my hand and to lift it gently in my cupped palm when I wanted a sip or to water the daises, buttercups, and Queen Anneís lace that lined the streamís banks. I learned too that just a few drops of that water helped those flowers to grow healthy and strong. Most of all I learned that I didnít always have to be doing something to be living. Just sitting by that tiny mountain stream, listening to it gently splash over the rocks, and feeling its peace was all that I needed for a great afternoon.
That mountain stream is a lot like the river of Godís love that flows through our lives. Just like that stream Godís love canít be grasped and held tightly. In order to drink from it and experience it we have to let it flow through us and use it to bless the world around us. A few drops of that living water too is all that we need to help us grow better and stronger each day of our lives here. And sometimes it is good to just spend some time sitting quietly by the stream with God and let His peace fill us once again. May you always let Godís loving water flow through your life then. May you drink deep, live well, and pass the cup on to all you can.