
Puddles, ponds, lakes, rivers, ocean – each unique in its shape and rhythm…ebb and flow, rapid or meandering, clear or rippling, still and reflective or with an invitation to splash.
What water are you drawn to?

… watching for the brushstrokes of God

Puddles, ponds, lakes, rivers, ocean – each unique in its shape and rhythm…ebb and flow, rapid or meandering, clear or rippling, still and reflective or with an invitation to splash.
What water are you drawn to?

The Sabbath is the day to experiment with beauty that teases your hunger to know more glory. ~ Dan B. Allender
How do you experiment with beauty?

It may be that when we no longer know what to do
we have come to our real work,
and that when we no longer know which way to go
we have come to our real journey.
The mind that is not baffled is not employed.
The impeded stream is the one that sings. ~ Wendell Berry
What does this require of you?

Wide open spaces allow our imagination to wander toward the still invisible and yet unknown. The soul rises.
Where does yours take you?

I would love to live
Like a river flows,
Carried by the surprise
Of its own unfolding. ~ John O’Donohue
What are the surprises in your unfolding?

When life appears like a churning river that constantly beats against us with the power of its current, it is hard not to be worn down or out. It takes the sturdiness of a rock.
What keeps you from getting worn down?