Psalms 46:4 “There is a river whose streams make glad the city of God, the holy dwelling places of the Most High.”
Sitting on the deck at 6:30 in the morning, while a steaming hot cup of coffee warms my hands, I hear the sound of running water. Even though the creek is a good three hundred yards away from where I am sitting, I hear it calling for me. From a calming trickle to a crashing waterfall, it speaks. It speaks … and I listen. It speaks … and … I listen. It calls … it beckons me, come closer.
I resisted. After all my seat was comfortable, the coffee hot and my bare feet simply made it impossible to move.
As I sat there listening to the steady sound of rushing water, the rising sun began to cast his light on the face of the distant mountain across the valley from me. The morning conversations were sparse and light-hearted. “Ya’ll do know it is only 58 degrees out here” seemed to be favorite phrase of the morning. Unlike us “morning glories” they didn’t see the glory and majesty of the babbling brook – the gentle breeze – or the warmth of sun shine as it erupted across the sky. But it was there. Waiting. Waiting to be revealed, waiting to be enjoyed.
Creation reveals and reminds us of God’s presence in our lives. The majesty and power of the sun speak of our heavenly Father’s eternal presence and power. The gentle breeze speaks of Jesus our Great Shepherd, leading, comforting, protecting and guiding us every day. The calling of the creek speaks of the Holy Spirit as He draws us to God and speaks God’s Word to us.
Later that day as the afternoon became long and lazy I made my way toward the voice that had so patiently called for me. Down the driveway and across the little two lane road I rambled, all the while wondering what my eyes might behold as I drew near what already seemed to be holy ground. The marriage of sight and sound were almost overwhelming and yet invigorating! As I stood there frozen in a gaze, admiring God’s handiwork, it became clear God has a message for us. The Creek would widen and then narrow, draw tighter and widen. Life has it days of leanness and days of fat. From a trickle, to a steady flow to the turmoil of the rapids, there are those moments of calm, excitement and anxiety. And then there were the places where the water would pool. This to me represents the times when believers gather together to share the many blessings we are abundantly given.
God is all around us. Ps. 139:7-10 “Whither shall I go from thy spirit? or whither shall I flee from thy presence? If I ascend up into heaven, thou art there: if I make my bed in hell, behold, thou art there. If I take the wings of the morning, and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea; Even there shall thy hand lead me, and thy right hand shall hold me.”